"You know I'd take a bullet for you, Emfbo. You know
that, right?"
That was LoBear, the Big Man, a few months ago. I'd never
thought about it that way, but of course it was true. Of course I knew it. And
of course it was mutual.
Who wouldn’t take a bullet
for this Big Man?
Doctor Frank has put some time into thinking about that
ever since. The same question keeps wrapping itself around Doc's brain and it
won't let go. Where did this guy come from?
