I bent over and ran as fast as I could toward the shooter. Damn, that bullet crease hurt when I bent over!I was able to get within 75 yards of the sho...ter before the arroyo took a sharp bend in the wrong direction, so I was forced to stop. Luckily, there was a clump of brush between me and the shooter, so I was able to crawl out of the arroyo and toward him while being hidden by the brush.I was now off to one side of the shooter and about 65 yards away—plenty close enough for a good shot. I. ..I mean the girls helped me to handle it." "Are you aware that the girl who cinched the competition for us was YOU?" "Well, yes ma'am. That's what we were counting on." "And it worked darned well too, and we appreciate your bringing that trophy back where it belongs. We are very proud of you Toni. Now, as to your conduct in school." Are you aware that this is an open secret?" "Yes, I guess so." "Well, then, why are you pretending to be a boy on the squad? Look at you. You sit there. When I opened the hotel room door, an arctic chill blasted through me.“WHERE WERE YOU?!!” a clearly angry Callie yelled, her glacial stare chilling me.My smile faded. “I had some things to do.”Fist on a narrow hip and one accusing finger jabbing towards me, Callie yelled with a stern frown on her face, “And you didn’t think to wake me up?!” Man she was pissed.“It was less than an hour,” I tried to reason. Stupid me.“I thought something had happened, you ... IDIOT!!!”She was spectacular.. You can either take me the way Iam or get out!" I put on my jacket. "I'm going outfor a couple of hours. You make up your mindwhether you want to stay or leave. But if you stay, Idon't ever want to hear this marriage junk again.Otherwise, it's been great, really."You know me. I gave her a clear choice--my way orthe highway. She was bawling pretty hard when Iclosed the door behind me.I headed to a bar. While I watched a baseball gameon the big-screen television, I nursed a couple ofbeers. I also.