““Lia aimed, shifted and waited, watching one man peek out time and time again. She let her arrow fly anticipating his next peek at us and it pierced his eye. “Okay that’s just going to make ’em mad ” I said. “Three hundred and ninety-two ” she said to Luca tossing her braid over her shoulder and taking aim again. “Saints in heaven ” he said to me rolling his eyes “how much deeper in love can I yet fall?””
