S E V E N
I spin around, in the direction of the snap, and I see motion. I freeze, my throat dry, as I realize what it is.
I can’t believe it. There, in plain sight, not even twenty yards away, are two deer. They stop and lift their heads and stare right at me.
My heart is pounding with excitement. This would be enough food to feed us all for days. I can’t believe our luck.
Without thinking, I grab my knife, step forward and hurl it, remembering the last time this worked.
But this time, my hands are too cold, and I miss. They take off, sprinting away.
I quickly pull the bow off my back, place an arrow between my fingers, and fire at the fleeing deer. But I’m even more clumsy with the bow, and the arrow lodges into a tree, nowhere near the deer.
“Dammit!” I yell out. This is a small
