A Shot At Love
By Margaret Marr
Amber Grayson crouched beside a pine tree, trying not to make the slightest sound. She held her breath and watched the deer root through the new fallen snow, looking for what little grass there was to graze on. Easy now, she thought. One little noise, and he’ll be gone. She got her sites on the deer and brought him into focus in all his majestic glory. And man, what an antler span! The deer raised its head and looked right at her.
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