Tuesday, September 28, 2021

A Delicate Dance

We tee off at 2:00. I called at 11:20. 

"Hey, do you want me to pick you up at 12:30 and we can have some lunch before we warm up?" I asked. 

"I'm already on the range," he said.

"You're not at the range," I said. "You're at the house."

"Am I?" he asked. "Did you not hear me hit that ball?"

"You didn't hit a ball."

"Didn't I?"

"Let the mind games begin," I said. He laughed. 

When I pick him up, I'm going to tell him I've been controlling my breathing for the last six hours.

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