Not too long ago, I walked into a local gun store and was greeted immediately by the friendly staff. My husband was with me, but we were there that afternoon because I wanted a new gun. And I had a specific one in mind.
We strolled up to the counter, and a gentleman asked if he could help us with anything. I replied that, yes, I was looking to purchase a new firearm. And he said, “Great—here are some of our girl guns.” He pointed down toward his left, to the bottom shelf of the very last section of the glass …read more

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