Tex reclined in her seat and looked out of the window. The snow was gone now and it seemed town was safe from snow monsters. She kinda wished it had been zombies because that sounded a lot more dangerous than water based monsters. If she was a type to admit things, Tex might say that she was a little impressed by how good the kids up at the school had managed to stay alive. She wasn't however and just hoped that the mountie and the girl with plaids remembered to return her weapons or things might have to get ugly. But not as ugly as The Grunt sitting across the street wearing a maroon scarf.
There's a new sign:
Shooting range with moving targets:
$25 per hour
((Shop lay out and supplies can be found
here.))