Aiming carefully he breathed in and out slowly until it lowered it's head to roar. At that instant he aimed for it's eye and fired.Watching franticall... he winced as it started to raise its head. The bolt shot into its eye at an angle, shattering on the skull instead of into it's brain. It roared in pain as Harper started pedalling the winch again as fast as he could. He looked up to see the chieftain charging at him with blood running down it's face. Shocked and falling onto his back he. ” Leaving one arm aroundLinda’s waist, she took my hand, leading us both to themaster bedroom.“You girls look so sweet in your little outfits. It’salmost as if your sisters,” she smiled, hugging Lindacloser and squeezing my hand. Linda had changed earlierinto a skirt and top which almost matched my own. Hertop was pink instead of the powder blue that I wore.The resentment of being referred to as a girl by mylovely wife burned deeply. But the feeling was overcomeas. His grip was warm and dry. “Hello.”“May I come in? I don’t suppose I could impose on you for a spot of that tea you’ve just made? I’m rather parched.”“Of course. Please come in.” Betty didn’t even think twice why she was letting a stranger into her house, but something in his demeanor, his old-worldly manners, reassured her he wasn’t dangerous.“You have a lovely house,” the gentleman said, taking in the living room. “That’s a beautiful Monet.”Removing his coat, he revealed a neat, charcoal gray. He rinsed them and poured the beans back into the pot and ran cold water to cover it up. He put the pot back on the stove, the lid back on the pot and started up the flame. He saw my look. ‘Not all the farts were in the foam. They were in the water, too. This will take care of the remnants and finish the beans.’ Oh, my God, a short answer! I squeezed by him to get to my cutting board for the onions. It turned out there were two techniques for cutting the onions, both ending with chopping them.