“Hah! Hah! Toro!” and waved their arms; the two steers turned sideways to take the shock, and the bull drove into one of the steers. “Don’t look,” I said to Brett. She was watching, fascinated. “Fine,” I said. “If it doesn’t buck you.” “I saw it,” she said. “I saw him shift from his left to his right horn.” “Damn good!” The steer was down
