I saw pictures of our US President Kyle Connor -- a decent match.Finally I saw two pictures of myself -- or me and my predicted alter ego. I had given... him access to my genome in advance of the interview. Looking at the simulated face was a creepy experience. Who was this other guy? Is that who I should have been? He actually looked like me -- like the big brother who the younger one can never quite compete with. Perhaps sensing my discomfort, he said, "But then there's this," and I saw next to. She aimed with the arrow and pointed at the target, Jennifer peeked over at Dom who was watching her eagerly. ‘Yes?’ She called to him as he peered back up at her. ‘Oh nothing. Just want to see you make this shot. See if I’ve been teaching you right.’ Jen stuck her tongue out and moved back to look at the target. Focusing down the range at the circular target that was standing up on three wooden legs. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and let the second arrow fly. It cut through the. Males could not be trusted no matterwhat and Gerhard had more than proven that point. Deana cursed herselffor once again putting her trust in a male and expecting a differentoutcome.Deana had gone from triumph to tragedy. She had been so concerned abouthow I would perform for Gerhard. But it was her fianc?, not her slavewho had betrayed her. She managed a smile thinking that since I hadbecome a female, perhaps I was the one who should be trusted? No womanever treated Deana like Gerhard or. Joe shot again and killed Duncan’s horse.“Why didn’t we take the saddle off before we killed him?” Larry asked.“Why didn’t you think of it before I shot?”“Blame me would you? Let’s get this saddle off this dead horse and bury it like Pa said.”They worked and worked, and finally left the horse and saddle lying next to the creek.Eli was riding north at a fast gallop when he heard two gunshots in the distance. He stopped his horse and listened, but never heard another shot. He turned west and rode.