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I didn’t need any help from Bodhi screwing up my image, so joke’s on you, Dad.
“I’m assuming after you chased Birdie out of the pro shop a few days ago that you sat her down and had a nice, long discussion with her, right, Pal?” Bodhi asks as I slide into the cart. He puts his romance novel away and drives us toward the 8th hole.
“If you would have come back to the cottage that night or any night since then, you would already know this information.”
“Awww, I’m sorry I didn’t come home, honey. It was just one time and she meant nothing to me,” Bodhi says, taking his eyes off the cart path to bat them at me and I flip him off. “I gotta say, you are so much more fun now that you’ve gotten a whiff of the salty ocean air and a salty young woman. And I already know you didn’t do jack shit with her, again. I made some friends, and we partied on the beach that night. Let off a few fireworks, had some beers, and I got the 4-1-1 on the day’s happenings on Summersweet Island, which included you dicking around playing golf all day and not talking to Birdie.”
He frowns at me when he stops the cart right off the 8th hole tee box.
“I honestly don’t even remember where I was the next two nights after that.” He finally laughs.
It’s definitely been nice and relaxing getting familiar with this course again the last few days since Birdie ran away from me and continues to avoid me, especially when the private side has been mostly empty and I’ve gotten to golf in peace. Actually, I haven’t been able to golf without a crowd of people watching my every move and holding their cell phones up for pictures and video as soon as I step out onto a course since the last time I was here. It was the perfect way to get back into the game and remember why I love it. For a little while, it even felt like Birdie did that on purpose when she shooed me away three days ago and has left a note for me every morning since then telling me to keep getting familiar with the course. Because she knew I needed it and not just to get rid of me. All that peace and relaxation has slowly disappeared when at the end of every four-hour round of eighteen holes, no matter what time of day I start them, I go back to the clubhouse and am told Birdie has left early. Which tells me she has absolutely been sending me out to golf the last three days so she wouldn’t have to deal with me, and I’ve only gotten a few glimpses of her here and there when she’s driving around the course.
“She ran away from me again that day and continues to avoid me. This is getting ridiculous,” I complain as I get out of the cart and stare at my bag.
“The wind is coming in it at five miles per hour with 52% humidity, so use the 3-wood, and what’s ridiculous is that you keep letting her run away and avoid you.” Bodhi scoffs as I snatch the 3-wood out of my bag and stomp toward the tee. “She’s like, five-foot-four and a buck twenty. What in the hell have you been working out for, for the last few years? Just pick her up and put her where you want her.”
Bodhi laughs, knowing damn well if I or anyone else tried to pick Birdie up and put her where we want her, we would no longer be breathing.
“Also, give her a break. She’s been through some shit recently on top of your shit by surprising her out of the blue after two years of no contact,” he adds right when I’m pulling back my club.
I falter, and my shot slices when I remember Bodhi asking Birdie about some vacation and how sad she looked. I mutter a curse when my ball hits a tree, but at least it bounces back onto the fairway and I don’t have to go searching for it in the trees.
Turning around, I stomp right back to the cart and ignore Bodhi’s chuckling when I put my club away and slam my ass down on the seat.
“People are actually going to pay to get lessons from you? Schmucks.” Bodhi snorts, flooring the golf cart toward my ball.
“Kiss my ass. And tell me about this shit Birdie’s been through and about that vacation you mentioned to her in the pro shop the other day,” I order as the trees lining the cart path whiz by. “Also, feel free to keep dazzling Tess with your charms so she can give you more dirt on Birdie so I’ll know what I’m working with and how I should approach this situation.”
