"No, no, no!," the older man said with an
exaggerated sway of the head. "Watch me one more time."
"O.k. Adam but I still think I'm doing it right. Well, right as I
can do with my left anyways," the younger boy answered with a forelorne
look.
Adam took his stance again and shot three times hitting two of the
three
bottles earlier placed on the rocks.
Without a word Little Joe took his stance and two shots rang out as he
tried
for the remaining three. No bottles stood unbroken. The
look of
accomplishment in the younger did not go un-noticed by the elder.
"C'mon, we'll be late for supper," Adam mumbled as he walked towards
the waiting horses. He knew his job as teacher, as far as
shooting was
concerned, had come to an end.
Lori