The Legend of the Ghost Buck

Boone Mason couldn't believe his eyes. He really does exist, he thought, as his left hand trembled on the bow. Thirty yards away was the biggest buck he'd ever seen. It was a moment he'd been waiting for all of his young life. Somehow, his quivering right hand found the bowstring. His heart hammered, and he struggled to slow his frantic breathing. Slowly, the enormous buck turned ... and looked directly at him. Boone held his breath. He froze. Had the buck spotted him? He hadn't had time to raise the bow and aim before the buck had spotted him. Now, if he moved an inch, the deer most certainly would bolt, and Boone would miss the opportunity of a lifetime. Tense seconds ticked past. The buck looked away. It was Boone's only chance ... the chance he'd been waiting for. Slowly, he raised the bow ... Was the crazy old man right? Is Boone just going to blow it and ruin everything? Or will this be a hunt that rewrites the record books and a small town?