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Chapter 44

The man made an off-hand gesture in the direction of Greg’s house. “Over there somewhere.”

Brightly, Greg told him, “That’s where I live. I can go find it for you, if you want. My dad says I’m really good at finding all the stupid golf balls that wind up in our yard.”

The man laughed as he took the new ball Greg offered him. “You’re something else, kid. You like golf?” At Greg’s eager nod, the man extended one gloved hand, which Greg shook eagerly. “I’m Trevor Johns. I got a boy myself, a few years younger than you, I imagine. I hope one day he’s as into the sport as you seem to be.”

“I love golf,” Greg gushed. “This is my first time on a course. I came looking to see if they’d hire me on for something. Do you think I’m too young to get a job here?”

“Probably a little,” Mr. Johns admitted.

Greg’s face fell—his mother had told him he’d need a work permit, and he wouldn’t be able to get one for another three years.