QUOTE : As we crowd together toward a ladder, Becky leans over and whispers, “You handled that very well.”<br /><br />“I did?”<br /><br />“Once you started giving orders, he never once looked to any of the men for confirmation.” She squeezes my arm.<br /><br />Jefferson comes up on the other side. “Don’t let it go to your head.”<br /><br />“Huh?”<br /><br />He nods at my right hand. “You’re the only one holding a gun, which kinda demands attention. And you tend to jab with it emphatically whenever you’re making a point.”<br /><br />“I do not jab.”<br /><br />“You jab.”<br /><br />He points again. My arm is tensed and I’m thrusting the barrel of the gun at his feet while I talk.<br /><br />“Huh. I never noticed that before.