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The Father
Daniel placed the golf clubs that Mr. Garrett had rented for him on the golf cart. Why did there have to be so many to choose from? Couldn't they just play with one all-purpose club? It would certainly be more efficient.
"When was the last time you were out on a golf range as beautiful as this?" Mr. Garrett asked as they drove out to the first hole.
"Never," Daniel said, grateful that he could at least be honest about this. He didn't love the idea of lying to Melinda's parents about their relationship, and it seemed he would be able to get a break for at least a few hours.
"I tell you, there is nothing like getting out on the green, feeling the sunshine, and knowing that somewhere out there, my
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