They were forty yards away, a tough shot for a pistol but we had trained for the tough shots; anyone can make the easy ones. If you cannot hit the tar...et with a kill shot at ten yards, put the handgun in the safe and forget it, reach for the shotgun instead. Thirty and forty yard shots separate the wannabe from the professionals and we were professionals.Vicky was to my right and in all the training I had given, protocol was the person on the right was responsible for people on the right. At. I didn’t get her. She hooked me and started reeling. It wasn’t a fight.’ ‘Holy crap! Dude, you’re in love.’ In quick and unexpected unison Abbie and David agreed, ‘Yes, we are.’ There wasn’t much apartment to see and they only stayed long enough to look around and get more acquainted. As they walked back to the car, David remarked how much he enjoyed hearing Abbie pick the conversation. They headed back toward the lake and their homes. It was still early in the evening and when they got back a. They also recycled and added the same drivel obtained after I was shot to demonstrate what a great guy I was, and how sad it was that I was so seriously ill.When the leaks changed to good news, the networks obediently reported all about that, making up anything they couldn't get from their 'sources.' For two days they reported that I was to be released from the hospital at any time, and that 'highly placed sources' in the Dryden Administration said that my only wish was to work in the White. .. certain misconceptionspeople might have, that you might become a target for some people."While Coach was trying to tiptoe around the conversation, I had a feelingthat she would have been more direct if the girls weren't guarding me. Iask her, "You think I'm gay right? That's what you were going to ask me,right?" No that's not what I'm saying... exactly..." she started to say beforeJen broke in."Robbie's not gay, if that's what you're thinking. Coach, look... I knowyou know the rumors about.