Part One - Chapter Twenty-one
We arrived at the range, and after a safety brief, we headed out to the targets, boy this was fun, I was given a point 22. Rifle to begin with, the instructor knew Mark, and he was happy to allow him to teach me. Mark stook behind me, his hands on the weapon with me.
The weapon was resting on a bench and I was bent over to look down the small sight, the butt of the rifle placed in the muscle beside my rotator cuff.
“remember do not snatch at the trigger, breath and slow your heart rate, then gently squeeze baby” he repeated for the millionth time,
“now… breath in deeply baby, then out slowly till you feel your heart rate slow”
I was concentrating so dam hard but getting my heart rate to slow down with him pressed against my back and his smiley face
