Golf

"You name it, we have it."

"How about golf?"

"Sure. We have two eighteen hole course in addition to driving, chipping, and putting ranges. We get all types - from middle-aged guys that don't want to embarrass themselves in front of the boss to club pros that want to get on the tour. Do ya wanna see what we have?"

"Yeah, sure."

Tim takes me out to the clubhouse. He tells me to grab a set of clubs. I take one out of a bag against a wall. It is a six iron. I do not recognize the brand, but I grip it and take a little swing to get the feel of it. For an off-brand, it has a nice feel to it. This whole set- up is a little weird, but I am not complaining.

We go outside, and someone who works at the club takes our clubs and puts them in the back of a cart. Tim drives down to what looks like a driving range. We are going to be part of a foursome. The other two members of the foursome

1. are two girls about my age. They speak with just a touch of an accent, but I can't pin it down. I guess that they are also Tim's students.
2. are an older couple. Looking at the jewelry that they are wearing, it appears that they are well-to-do.

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