She was the best caddie ever. And not only because she carried my clubs.
She knew pin placements. Helped me locate every hole with ease. Knew how to handle my flagstick. Even cleaned my balls whenever I finished.
No idea where she’d acquired such skills, but she was a pro. I still wonder why she chose to chip in with me as my performance was rarely to par.
But she always believed in me. Whenever she flashed that smile with her long, pink tongue lolling about. Whenever she wagged that tail.
I felt like the best player on the field.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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