A New Life for the Broken Bird

[Doc Holliday]

The rain was actually more of a drizzle. The ponchos were sufficient to keep them dry. The horses made a walk as they went around the banks of the lake. They would stop to look at various sites be it wildlife or some of the remains of old cabins and such. There were a few around from people of the past who couldn't survive in such wilderness or just moved on. It wasn't uncommon to find scraps from a hiker and ashes from a camp fire as resistance fighters would pass through. They knew it was OK to pass through Doc's land but NOT to fight on it.

They approached one site and stopped. No one was there but it was a good place to teach how to use an old Henry rifle. He demonstrated.
"It is old school technology but oh so effective," he explained. "It will fire as fast as you can charge the weapon."
He charged the lever forward at the bottom before returning it to it's resting position. He then aimed and fired and a tree in the distance. The bullet found it's mark and it looked easy. He then handed it to her. Taking a position behind her, he nestled the rifle butt into her shoulder. He placed her left hand out to support the barrel.
"Hold it firm enough that you can keep the butt into you shoulder," he explained, "then, take your right hand and charge the weapon."
After she did, he positioned her right hand to where it both supported the back and she could fire it.
"Now, take a breath and let it out. When you let it out, squeeze gently. Let the shot surprise you."

He then waited to let her fire.

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