Chapter 464

“Yes,” Connor said.

They let me out of the hug and I climbed on the ATV behind Matthew and we left the other three to their hunting while we headed back to Quinn’s. When we got back, Matt took care of the meat, freezing most of it, but I found Gretchen sunning herself on the back deck and gave her a venison steak to eat.

“Matthew told me you killed your first deer. How was it?”

“A little sad. I’ve never really been a hunter, and the buck I killed was a beautiful creature. I never really thought about the food I ate, until I had to kill one. But it was also exciting, knowing I was going after my first, and there was a huge rush when we brought it down, and those first few bites into the just killed deer were downright delicious.”

“I might have to do a painting of you taking down your first deer. You’ll have to describe it to me in detail when my arm is better.”

“I will.”

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It was a pain in the ass moving again, but we did so three days late