Elise Montague was standing behind them. “I’ll be going then.” Tim wandered off, obviously relieved to be quit of his hosting duties. “You’re the president?” Bernie asked her as she heard the sound of a lawn mower starting. She presumed it was Tim doing the mowing. Elise grinned. “Surprised, huh?” “Very,” Bernie admitted. “Well, it’s better than doing volunteer work at the historical society. I like to shoot. I’ve been doing it since I was sixteen. And they needed someone.” Elise paused for a moment, then said, “So what are you doing here?” Bernie explained that they were interested in joining the club. Elise’s eyebrows went up. “I didn’t know you two were interested in shooting.” “We’re interested in exploring that possibility,” Libby told her. Bernie smiled. “Samuel Cotton told us we’d like it here.” She watched for Elise’s reaction. Elise’s eyebrows went up even higher. “He said we’d enjoy all the activities you guys engage in,”
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