Chapter 18

Disappointment and relief warred in Greg. Disappointment because he realized how very much he really wanted to win…and relief because he very much wanted the win to be River’s. For a moment he thought the conflict might split him in half. But there was a game to finish, and so he lined up his last shot. Not doing his best was anathema to him.

Stepping onto the apron, with Arnie behind him, he sat on his haunches and held up his putter to act as a plumb line to read the green. They talked in quiet voices. He walked first to one side of the closely cut grass of the green, then to the other. He carefully avoided the line of any putt he might make from ball to cup as he studied it. Any disturbance of the grass or indentations he might make in this process could ruin the roll of the ball.

He went back to doing the plumb line thing again.