So before flying to Arizona last week, I put a bow and a set of six arrows in a tube and shipped them ahead of me. When they arrived addressed to the charming young lady I was there to see, she was confused. She finally got the end opened up and before she reached in to pull out whatever was in there, the light bulb appeared above her head.
Her hand froze and she turned her face to me with here eyes and mouth competing to see which could open the widest. In the tiniest little girl voice she whispered, "no...." I just nodded up and down.
She pulled the bow out and started crying. I try so hard not to make a woman cry, but this time I did it and I did it good. She kept turning it over and over in her hands until she saw the writing on the lower limb....Cersei. If you are a Game of Thrones fan, this hickory stave was half finished and thrown into the corner of shame, shame, Shame, SHAME! SHAME! SHAME! Somewhere along the line, I forgot what was wrong and finished it out at 40# draw at 26". Tiffany sees the good in the Game of Thrones character, Cersei, and claims to see the good in me as well.
When she got around to it, she hugged me hard enough to crack ribs and said, "You made it for ME! You made one of your bows for ME!"
No matter how things may work out with her in the future, I can always say that I really made her happy that one time!
