"Which was?" Michael asked, his curiosity piqued. This was his son's love life after all, he had to know everything about the soon-to-be mother of his future mini baby monsters.
"She loves archery. Although, like me, she is capable of wielding multiple weapons, her heart lies in shooting arrows every once in a while. So, we went to an arrow shooting range. There, we had a small competition to see who could hit more bullseyes, with a few challenges added in to make the moment more interesting."
"Who won?" Collins asked almost immediately.
"Of course, I did," Anthony replied as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
At his words, the entire family looked at him as though they were staring at a naive fool. Sensing their collective gaze, Anthony cleared his throat awkwardly and spoke again. "I gave her a head start, you know. Besides, the final score wasn't that far apart. The scores were… well, extremely close, you know."
