I could really use a cute hunting outfit right about now, but I"ll settle for some food in my belly. Lee holds up a hand for us to be as quiet as possible as we make our way through the woods. I"m a loud person by nature, so this isn"t an easy thing to do. The ground is covered in dried leaves that crunch as we walk and, of course, Sam won"t shut up. Lee scowls in annoyance. He probably wishes he was out here by himself but he got stuck with us. As we"re walking, Lee sticks his arms out to the sides to stop us in our tracks. He then places one finger over his lips and points with the other. At first, I can"t tell what he"s pointing at but then I see something move.
As silently as possible, the three of us move closer to get a better look.
“It"s a deer,” Lee whispers. It"s so cute, possib
