Chapter 41

Now on the fifth hole, Eron stood back and watched Dennis tee off. Dennis was no better than Garrett, but he enjoyed himself. As they moved toward the green, Bob and Dennis quipped with each other. They amazed him with their bold endearments. “Good job, honey’s!” or “Thank you, baby’s,” soared above the fairways as much as their golf balls.

“How long you guys been together?’ Eron asked Bob as they watched Dennis take his next shot

“Nice shot…um…about twenty years.”

That’s a long time.

“Thanks, babe…we met in the war,” Dennis said as he returned his club to his bag and the group continued to Garrett’s ball.

“What do you guys do?” Garrett asked as they walked.

“I’m a physician assistant in the emergency room and Dennis is in private practice,” Bob said.

Eron lit a cigarette. “Does anyone know about you?”

“At work, not at all. We avoid all after-work fraternizing,” Dennis said.

“But aren’t you a partner?”