His body brutally punished him with every stride as he dashed through the open front door and sprinted down the wraparound porch. A rifle boomed again. As he rounded the corner, gun in hand, he stopped and stared in dismay. He tried to scurry back around the corner before he was seen, but it was too late. "I think you forgot your pants, Connor. How hard did Curtis hit you last night?" Matt asked, doubling over in laughter as Toby leaned his rifle against the rail and Luke removed his earmuffs. The boys looked wide-eyed at Connor as he stood before them in a pair of sparkling white briefs. "With all the shooting you've done in the last couple days, I wouldn't have figured you needed any range time," Matt added, wiping tears from his eyes. "What's all the laughing about?" Katie's voice burst out from around the far corner of the house. She followed Eve as the two walked into view. Both stopped short, seeing Connor standing dumbfounded and embarrassed. Katie put her hand to her mouth as she tried to hide the smirk that threatened to explode into laughter. She quickly crossed the distance between herself and her husband.
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