"Is this the archery game you were talking about? You shoot at the targets and get a prize based on how many you hit?"
"Yes it's so fun." All I see are teenagers. Mostly girls, who will stare at me weird and run away. Boys who won't want anything to do with me.
"You going to play it?"
I shake my head.
"Why? I'm sure Ana would like that big stuffed bear when you hit all the targets."
I turn to leave and he grabs my arm.
"Since when do you care what people think?"
"You can play it."
"You're better than I am at archery."
"I'm sure you could get the bear Tye."
He gives the man money. Then he hands me the bow.
"Tye. They will all make fun of me."
"So? What does it matter if a bunch of people you don't know don't understand something about you? You're amazing at archery. Go win this.
