"So you were shot by this arrow while in the forest?" Instructor Henry asked, looking at the arrow we presented to him with a critical eye.
"That's right! And I know who did it too!" Odeta huffed.
Instructor Henry raised an eyebrow at her, "You do? Who?"
"It's one of those boys who think he's better than I am!"
The Instructor shook his head, "I can understand why you would think that way but I can assure you that none of your classmates are responsible for this. Putting aside the fact that none of them brought any bows with them for this lesson, I am familiar with this type of arrow."
I stepped forward, "What do you mean by that?"
