高尔夫罗曼史 Golf Course Romance（第1页）

高尔夫罗曼史Golfance

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Myhusband，Roy，hadallaygolf。

IhadheardtheholfWidowstoriesandneverehegame。Afterquiteafewyearseandraisingthree，wewereinformedbyourtwinsons，Bradandowyoungadults，thattheythespolf。osay，theywaoplaywiththem。Theybeggedahehadlostiseveralyearsearlier。

OursonssurprisedRoywithasetofgolfeFathersDay。Duringourvathatyear，thethreeofthemplayedaroundofgolf。Sincehehadsomu，hewaosharetheexperiehme。

&othegolfcourse，”hebeggedourdayafternoon。

“Whyohlaygolf?”Iasked。

“Youdrivethecart，”hereplied。“Please。”Isaitifullookolikealittleboywithnomoneyinadystore。

Myfirstthoughtwas，“SureI，butIyall。Itwouldbedalotmorefuhissadfaallyagreedtogo。

“Noillthistake?”Iasked，withatwisinmyvoice。

“Wewillonlyplaynineholes，”hesaid。Hewhistledashegothisequipmeher。Weheadedfrassofthegolfcourse。

ImoanedasIgotoutofthedsatdowninthedriversseatofalittlewhitegolfcart。Thiswasnotmyideaofagoodtime。BeforeIstarteduptheeartedtryiherulesoftheroad。

“Whatrules?”Ishouted，asItfullspeed。

“Slowdown，”hebegged。Ilaughedadriving。“Youlydriveiedspots，”hesternlyinformedme。

“Andwhoisgoingtostopme?”Ijoked。Iwasalreadyfeelingrebellious。

Wheheteeboxatholenumberone，hewasshakiwasclearthathewasrelievedtogetoffthespeedinggolfcart。Hesetupfwhypeoplethinkgolfissomu。Itlookedmightybtome。

&heball，buthadnoideawhereitwefifteenminuteswesearchedforit。

Oh，thisisfun，Ichidedhim。

&getanotherball，heplacatedme，asheopehepouhisgolfbaga。

Battotheteebox。“Thiscouldtakeallafternoon，”Igrumbledtomyself。WhenRoyhittheballasee，wefounditdownthefairwaysalittleway。Afterquiteafewstrokes，theballwentintothehole。ItrememberthelasttimeIsawmyhusbandthathappy。“Whatwasthebigdeal?”Iwondered。

Thedrivinggameereoffahehole。Iwasdriviandhewaswalking。HesaidheheexercisebutIknewhewasafraid。Hespedealoftimehittingtheballandthenlookingforit，whileIwatchedthesquirrelsandrabbitsplay。

&irelyuedhappeimewereachedthefifthhhihanwehadihefinancialstressassociatedwithputtihroughcollegewasgorainof“toomudtoolittleplay”lacedbyhappyheartsandsmiliomyutteramazement，agolfancewasborn。

Bythetimewegottowholenumbersix，Ihadfalleninloveagailikeayoungbrideapanyingherpring。Suddenly，helookedstokeepupwiththatlittle>

&toholenumbersevehewaswatgmemorethantheball。“Keepyoureyeontheball，”Ireprimandedhim。

“ButIt，”hereplied。“Ilikelookingatyou。”

Atthatpoihathewouldridewithmeagain。Thistime，hedidwhe。Bythetimewereabereight，wewereholdinghands。Idon’tknowifhewasholdingonfordearlifeorifheenjoyedholdingmyhaheless，Ilikedit。Ithadbeenalongwhilesiheldhands。

&hole，numberhebestholeofall。Beforehesteppedoffthecart，heleanedoverandkissedme。“Imgladyoucame，”hesaid。“Ihadsomu。”