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Ryan always did love these little golf getaways, especially when he got a chance to play alone. It put him into a zen state. Made him feel like one with the world. Or the grass. Or whatever. His par was way over for the course, but that was beside the point. It was about the meditative experience. It was about…
The rapidly approaching golf cart cresting the hill and speeding towards him. It jumped off the concrete sidewalk, wobbling when it hit a small divot. He squinted when it abruptly stopped, and Amy tumbled out of it, rushing towards him. She was a firecracker, like usual, but even this was a bit more than usual. That probably meant something urgent was happening. He just hoped it wasn’t an emergency back at home.
She rushed past another hole, stumbling over herself on a hill and falling onto the grass with a series of aggravated, muffled swears. An older man tried to help her up, but Amy quickly pushed him off as she continued to stomp towards Ryan.
Ryan just waited, casually swinging his golf club back and forth as she neared him.
“You coming to play?” he teased.
“Jesus, I finally found you. WHY is this course so big?!” Amy said, looking around at nothing in particular.
“They don’t call it the largest in the region for nothing.”
“Very funny,” Amy said shortly. She reached out to hug him. Ryan opened his arms and kissed her cheek.
“What’s going on, sweet cakes?” he asked.
“I need to tell you something…” Amy said, still trying to catch her breath. Ryan nodded as he slowly walked back to his golf bag.
Ryan always did love these little golf getaways, especially when he got a chance to play alone. It put him into a zen state. Made him feel like one with the world. Or the grass. Or whatever. His par was way over for the course, but that was beside the point. It was about the meditative experience. It was about…
The rapidly approaching golf cart cresting the hill and speeding towards him. It jumped off the concrete sidewalk, wobbling when it hit a small divot. He squinted when it abruptly stopped, and Amy tumbled out of it, rushing towards him. She was a firecracker, like usual, but even this was a bit more than usual. That probably meant something urgent was happening. He just hoped it wasn’t an emergency back at home.
She rushed past another hole, stumbling over herself on a hill and falling onto the grass with a series of aggravated, muffled swears. An older man tried to help her up, but Amy quickly pushed him off as she continued to stomp towards Ryan.
Ryan just waited, casually swinging his golf club back and forth as she neared him.
“You coming to play?” he teased.
“Jesus, I finally found you. WHY is this course so big?!” Amy said, looking around at nothing in particular.
“They don’t call it the largest in the region for nothing.”
“Very funny,” Amy said shortly. She reached out to hug him. Ryan opened his arms and kissed her cheek.
“What’s going on, sweet cakes?” he asked.
“I need to tell you something…” Amy said, still trying to catch her breath. Ryan nodded as he slowly walked back to his golf bag.
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