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“Man, look at you go! And you were saying just a few hours ago that you didn’t want to go!”
Russell smiled to himself as he aligned the club and the ball “You know how busy I’ve been,” Russell said, making a graceful arc with his club as he took the shot “But, I’ve gotta admit, this is pretty fun!”
They watched the ball circle the hole before slotting in with a pleasant plunk.
“That’s par! Now, how many points am I winning by again?
“Yeah, yeah” Pepper scoffed and calculated the scores. “Hah! Don’t get too ahead of yourself, buddy. We’re tied right now!”
“So the windmill decides it all”
“Race ya!” Pepper said, already bolting for the final hole.
“Wait!”
“Birdie! Read it. And. Weep”
Two strokes. Pepper beat the windmill in two strokes. It didn’t help that Pepper was being such a braggart about it, but what could Russell do? How could he beat a score like that?
“You givin’ up or what?”
No. It can’t end like this. Russell would not let it.
“Like hell I am!’
All he needed was a hole-in-one. Just one shot to wipe that stupid smug grin off of Pepper’s stupid smug face.
Russell gripped the golf club, knuckles going white. One shot. Just one perfect shot. He shuffled his feet and focused on the timing. He took in a breath. One. Two. NOW The ball exploded off the ground and flew right into the windmill’s blade, from where it ricocheted off like a bullet into The gift shop’s window, shattering it.
“Shit.”
“HAHAHAHAH Oh my god, oh my GOD!”
“Pepper.”
“Now I’ve seen holes in one before but that's the first time I’ve seen a hole in one WINDOW! AHAHAHA!”
“Pepper! Run!”
That’s when Pepper saw the cashier, scrambling towards them, metal golf club in hand.
“Holy moly!”
And so the two of them ran into the night.
“This means I win, right?”
“Pepper!”