Piti
"Okay, steady your arms," Russ says, standing behind me, using his hands to lift my elbows as I hold the gun out in front of me. "Line the barrel of the gun up with the target."
I raise the gun until the center of the target is in the middle of my line of sight.
"Now," he says.
I pull the trigger and a hole appears right in the middle of the red bull's eye. I'm stunned at first, but when I hear Russ cheering from behind me, I start to laugh. "I did it! Oh my God, Russ, I did it!" I place the gun on the table and jump into his arms.
"I know! I'm so proud of you!" he exclaims, hugging me tightly. He puts me down and kisses the top of my head. He looks down at his smart watch and frowns. "s**t. We need to be getting back."
"Already?" I pout.
He smiles. "You just can't
