“Yes, I do, a 1967 AC Shelby 427 red Cobra rag top, with a white racing stripe, in pristine condition,” Bear answered with pride.
“Would you give me a ride in it, Papa?” Brian begged eagerly.
“Maybe, but right now we have business to transact.
Remember, baby, I live a very good life here and so will you. Nevertheless, we have to work to support it. I intend to cut back on my hours, but it is important to keep your hands on the wheel or you may find someone else driving.” Bear looked at Brian and was pleased to see the cub not only absorbed what he told him, but also was thinking about it.
“If that’s the case, Papa, maybe you should clean house a bit before you cut back,” Brian said. “There are some people over at Drummond who’ve made gold bricking into an art form.”
“Would you feel un
