She wasn’t from a hunting family. So when she opened the passenger door of my truck and her gaze fell on the small hank of mesh camouflage on the seat, I immediately realized what she must be thinking.
“What is that?” she asked, arms akimbo and eyes narrowing to laser beams.
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