Etta Duryea If I had a gun, I'd treat Papa like a duck in a Long Island duck hunt. If i had a gun,I would provide myself the same kindness enemy soldiers are provided. What I want is a metallic way back to before. When I close my eyes, I dream gold teeth fanned like a rainbow in the afternoon. When I was in the back room with Gaston, I heard a gold smile around every color. If i had a gun-