Chapter 48: The Grandson Teaches Grandpa

Benedict Weedy rubbed his freshly slapped cheek and turned to Everett Murch. "Did that Little Bastard just slap me across the mouth?" Murch nodded, his face filled with disbelief. "He did. And he slapped you in a head-on clash…" "Did that Little Bastard show off right in front of me, too?" "He did. He put on quite a performance…" "Did that Little Bastard lecture me?" "He did. And you couldn't even argue back…" Benedict's old face flushed crimson with rage. "Damn it! Back when the Weedy...