Phoebe took a step back and raised her left hand. “Who are you?”
“I’ve been waiting for you both.” He tipped up his hat and flashed a brilliant smile at them. “What took you so long to get here?”
Charley sighed noticeably and relaxed, taking his hand off his rifle. “Oh, it’s you!”
“Yes, c’est moi. The Golden Fox has come to your rescue!” He took a step forward, crossing his right foot over his left, and bowed lowed.
“You’re still golden and didn’t revert back to being silver, right?” Phoebe still stood at the ready to defend herself and Charley.
He took on a more serious expression and stood back with his right hand holding his hat propped up against his waist. “No, I have not changed back into the wily Silver Fox. I’m golden now. I’ve put my past behind me for good and I’ve matured a
