Six Sentence Sunday
Jun. 2nd, 2019 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
boogiewoogiebuglegalFrom Chapter Ten of "The Ability to Stop":
“What about you and Steve?” Clint asked. “You’ve got some land too, at your house. Any plans for that?”
“Goats,” Bucky told him with satisfaction. “Steve drew up the pen diagram and everything. And I know he’s got plans for a kitchen garden too. I don’t think it’ll be a working farm as much as this place could be, though.” At Clint’s inquiring look, he shrugged. “I’m not up for killing things anymore. We’ll keep the goats for milk and all, but …I can’t do the slaughtering.”
“Don’t blame you there, man,” Clint agreed. “After Loki…” he trailed off. “I couldn’t even touch my bow and arrow.”
“What about you and Steve?” Clint asked. “You’ve got some land too, at your house. Any plans for that?”
“Goats,” Bucky told him with satisfaction. “Steve drew up the pen diagram and everything. And I know he’s got plans for a kitchen garden too. I don’t think it’ll be a working farm as much as this place could be, though.” At Clint’s inquiring look, he shrugged. “I’m not up for killing things anymore. We’ll keep the goats for milk and all, but …I can’t do the slaughtering.”
“Don’t blame you there, man,” Clint agreed. “After Loki…” he trailed off. “I couldn’t even touch my bow and arrow.”
