Mark was surprised, although he had to admit not all that happy, with the fact that he actually did remember which end of a gun was which and that he could hit the target Paul set up. Not consistently and for sure not dead-on, but he did hit it.
Which I suppose under the circumstances is a good thing.
When they were finished, Paul took off to do the grocery shopping after showing Mark how to arm and disarm the cabin’s security. “And keep it on while I’m gone,” he admonished.
“Do you think they know we’re here?” Mark asked, hating the fearful note in his voice.
“Not at all. On the other hand, it’s always better to be safe than sorry, as they say. I should be back in two hours at the most.”
“All right,” Mark replied, wondering what the hell he’d do if Paul didn’t return.
Run for the hi
