I thought that was the end of it. The next morning, I opened my email before work.
There was a new message. The sender’s name looked familiar. It was her.
The subject line simply read, “I owe you an apology.” Turns out she’d recognized me at the party too. She’d heard through mutual friends that I’d gotten married.
@BeardedTexan69@Caliber50MG This was my first deer rifle my dad gave me back when I was around 12. I've taken dozens of white tails and one mulie with no problems. And no telling how many hogs plus the occasional coyote.