So the son shot in the air three times. They waited another hour, but still no one came.
“Let’s try one more time,” said the father.
“Okay, but it better work this time! These are my last arrows.”
So the son shot in the air three times. They waited another hour, but still no one came.
“Let’s try one more time,” said the father.
“Okay, but it better work this time! These are my last arrows.”