Enjoy it!”Bethany laughed, “Touché.”She clearly got what I was making reference to. We went back out to be with the girls and I made lunch. I f...lled Bethany and Kathy in on what was going on with Kara. Bethany had already told Kathy about her date and Kathy revealed that she’d been on a date this week.“So, tell us about the guy,” I said in a simpering, falsetto voice.“Jerk!” Kathy laughed.” He’s in my English class. We went out for coffee last Wednesday night. He asked me out for this weekend,. Being a single mom, I had about 3 hours before I had to get back home in time to pick up my daughter from school. Thinking ahead, I figured into my timeline the delay of increased traffic, and the expected wait in the check-out line at the store.I made good time getting to the shopping center; the tinted windows on my car allowed me to take out my frustrations at other drivers without fear of being seen. Finally arriving, I seemed to have the hardest time finding a parking space. Every space. Her eyes went wide seeing the grandeur of the bar with multitudes of different alcohols, plush stools everywhere with well-dress men, young and old, partaking of the spirits, and beyond them, the open and plush couches and chairs overlooking the balcony and the screen below. There was a bevy of applause as we entered the room. Men came forward, kissing our hands, greeting us, introducing themselves, pressing business cards into our hands as we were guided to our seats of honor in the center of. Once it was zeroed and ready, I put a single hollow point in the rifle chamber and very carefully fired it into a chicken.I was the only one on the range, when I went down to assess the damage. The bullet had gone through the heavy fabric and penetrated the chicken about an inch with a massive sized hole. I thought it was pretty impressive.Then I went back and fired a caulk and pellet round at the chicken filled pants. It didn't look all that different from 25yards. When I got to it I noticed.