“What I should do?” Reggie asked, growing more tired with every tick of his cheap watch.
“Find that f*****g ball before time runs over and it’s declared lost,” Carlos mumbled, nose pointed at the leaves on the ground, which he moved around with his feet. “You should’ve played a provisional ball, fuck.”
Reggie sighed and bent down to look at the base of a tree. “I meant with Russell…”
The caddie looked at him, eyes wide. “s**t, Reggie, do you think now’s the time? You have a tournament to win.”
Reggie nodded, sad. His friend was right, he was behaving like a child. Anything that had been between him and Russell was over. He had to accept it. Now he had to show himself and the whole world how to be a real professional.
Carlos sighed and murmured, “You have to act like an adult and put e
