We moved back to fifty yards and I asked her to shoot at the other target. Sarah did very well this time, too, but was disappointed that there were re...nants of the target left. I reminded her that the shot spread as it left the shotgun, so she must expect less damage to the target; however, each shot was about the diameter of her little finger, so a single hit could kill at close range. The whole purpose of the shotgun was for her to be able to hit a big target with one shot; that could save. That is something that Bill will talk to you about when he isready."They said good-bye and Beth hung up the phone. I went back to the loungeand I curled up leaning on Beth while listening to some reflectingclassical music. I must have drifted of as I awoke the next day in mybed with my Mum confirming if I was able to go to school.On the way to school the conversation was stilted. They appeared to beavoiding raising anything that might be misconstrued as prying into lastnight. Towards the bottom. ‘Well I’ve tried, but that pesky assistant of his always has an excuse to keep him from answering any of my calls directly. She keeps patching me through to a representative.’ Gabriel rolled his eyes. So much for trying to find a way to talk directly with his half brother. He thought that maybe he could set up a meeting through Diamond. ‘Where are you? I’m just opening a bottle of wine and it’s such a beautiful night. Why don’t you come over?’ ‘I’m heading home to my grandmother. Sharmane said. You could tell that in her younger days she must have been a looker, she wasn't that bad now. A little heavy, a few wrinkles, but not bad. I determined the problem was in the attic. She showed me the staircase leading to the attic & went downstairs. The problem was easy to find. A bunch of scrapbooks had fallen on the main duct was restricting the air flow. Picking the books up, I glanced at one of the pics inside. It was a fine looking naked women with her hands tied behind her back. Her face.