on Close Inspection
“Nup. Don’ think she’s cracked, do you Bill?”
“Well, N’ifya look here; right here along the edge…”
” — Ahh — ”
“There she is.”
“Shoot. I ran right past it.”
“Anybody’d miss a little thang like that, Job.”
“Mebbe. But what’d’a happened if that’d gone through?”
“Not much, I think. Prolly jist the atom death of the Universe.”
“An’ it’d a been my fault . . .”
“Don’t take it too hard, Job. How d’ya think I learned?”
– Gary L. Gehman