The teacher droned on, epsifuckincron or some such shit, and Daryl propped his head on his hand and ignored her as he stared out the window. First day of huntin' season and the old man promised to take him after school for his first lesson on the crossbow, and never mind that Merle said his chicken arms weren't strong enough for the draw. He was gonna kick ass with that bow, and Merle can Eta his ass if he thinks any different.