"Do you know what your husband is doing?" she asked. "Yes," June said, sounding annoyed. "Not babysitting." "Are you worried?" "Only that one of them will shoot off a toe. Why? Are you?" "Well... Yes! You should have seen them--in their vests and with those big guns. I mean, big guns!" "Well, there are bear out there, you know. You don't want a peashooter," June said. "You don't have to worry about Jack, honey. I think it's been established he's a good shot, if he needs to be." "What about Jim?" "Jim?" She laughed. "Mel, Jim used to do this for a living. He won't admit he misses it just a little bit. But I swear I heard him giggle." All"