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to develop muscle memory where you don’t have to think about what you’re doing. You also have to build up your strength so fatigue won’t be a factor. You are going to hurt more than you ever have in your life for the next two weeks. I’m doing this because I don’t want to lose you. I’m incredibly angry at you for suggesting this but we’re past that now. I do hope in the future you will discuss things with me before you do something this crazy.”
“Do you think I don’t have a chance?”
“I wouldn’t want to face an Allosaurus in the open.”
Linnae stared at Andy, “Did you mean what you said out there?”
“I don’t know if I love you, Linnae; it’s just too soon to know. But I respect your bravery and honesty more than you know. The thought of losing you frightened me.”
Linnae smiled, “I told you that you’d get to like me if you took the time to get to know me.”
Andy smiled, “You were right. I don’t intend to lose you without doing my best to prevent it.”
Linnae smiled as Andy stepped away and brought the bow back up; she moved her right hand to it without changing the bow’s position. Andy smiled, “Do it again.” After another hour Andy said, “Do it again..faste r.” “Stop…start over.” Twenty minutes later, Andy called a break and took her by the hand out to the food room where they were given something to eat. Linnae could barely lift her left arm. Holding the bow out in a straight arm had taken a toll. The Japanese woman that was chosen to distribute the food, gave them their meal and they stepped away to eat. “Andy, I don’t know if I can lift my left arm.”
“We’re going to work on something else for the rest of today and tomorrow we’ll use your left arm again.”
“What is that?”
“Correctly pulling arrows out of a quiver.”
Linnae stared at Andy for a long moment and said, “I didn’t know what I was getting into, did I?”
“No, but it’s probably a good thing you didn’t. Let’s get started.” They went back to the room and Andy took one of the old wooden bows in with him. He used a sword to cut out the center of it. He handed the piece of wood with the leather grip to Linnae, “I want you to hold this in your left hand so that only three inches of it extends out of your palm.” Linnae took the grip and moved it so a short piece of wood was showing. While Linnae held the grip, Andy went and picked up a quiver of arrows and put it on Linnae’s back. He adjusted it and stepped back, “How does it feel?”
“How is it supposed to feel?”
“That’s a very good question. The important thing about wearing a quiver is that only the arrows are above your shoulder and it doesn’t slip up or down. Now, assume a shooting position and use your right hand to reach back over your shoulder to touch the arrows.” Linnae reached over her right shoulder and had to push hard to get her hand back to the arrows. Andy smiled, “Use your left elbow to push the quiver as you reach for the arrows with your right hand.”
“Hey, that makes it a lot easier.”
“Now, I want you to use your thumb and index finger to grip one of the arrows next to the feathers.” Linnae bent her arm and reached back over her shoulders and felt the arrows until she found one; she gripped it with her thumb and index finger. “Very good; now straighten your arm directly over your head, pulling the arrow out of the quiver.” Andy watched and said, “Very good. Now, I want you to pull every arrow out one at a time and drop them on the floor. Make sure you’re gripping them so that you can feel the fletching against your fingers.”
“Fletching?”
“Same thing as feathers.”
“Are you serious?”
“Very.” Linnae began pulling arrows and after three minutes she had pulled all twenty out. Andy picked up the arrows and said, “I’m going to hand them to you one at a time and I want you to put them back in your quiver.”
“How do I do