My secret? The ubiquitous grey gunsock. In fact, if you were to open my safe, you would see a row of grey gunsocks. Every gun comes in and goes out in the same color sock. Honestly I have no secrets, but I am rarely asked. Once over dinner she mentioned a voicemail from our bank about confirming a wire transfer in British Pounds. I acknowledged it was mine and that I would take care of it, and we continued our pleasant meal.

Owen