“Pull,” called Michele Bravo.
Jan Janasz swung his arm in an arc, and the clay target released from the hand-held skeet thrower and soared out over the ocean.
Michele brought her shotgun to bear quickly, pressed the trigger, and watched as the clay pigeon disintegrated.
“Pull,” she called again, and the process was completed.
Although they were scheduled to leave for Lightning Ridge, Michele had felt in the mood to do some skeet shooting right then, and Janasz had accommodated her. Adaams nd Gus Keller were watching also.
Michele enjoyed skeet shooting…indeed, any kind of target shooting, from pistol to sniper to shot gun. She felt a kinship with the weapon in her hand…it was part of her – an extension of her. And the feeling of complete control she felt as she utilized that weapon to destroy target after target…it made her feel good…in control of her own life.
Which explained why she’d been in the mood….because she felt out of control in the rest of her life. This scenario with Gus Keller wasn’t going as she had planned, and she didn’t like it when things didn’t go as she’d planned. The more so when the failures could be laid at her door.
So, she did some trap shooting, which helped to clear her mind and center her focus, and put herself back into control.
The fact that she was impressing her audience of three men no end was just a delightful byproduct.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
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