Sammy returns, jumping in the back, and we crack open our cans of Coke. I hold mine up in the air.
"Cheers. A Coca-Cola toast."
They both put their cans up to mine.
“To crazy fun on the golf course today.” I widen my eyes. “With no rules.”
Sammy laughs, and I see excitement dancing in Willow’s eyes as we hit our cans together.
“Anyone know where the first hole is?” I ask as I pull out onto the path.
Willow points to the left. “Up over the hill.”
I grin mischievously. “Hold on, everybody.”
I floor it and we go flying. Sammy squeals in delight, and even Willow cracks a smile. “Let’s show these boring golfers how it’s done.”
I drive like a maniac, and as soon as we are out of the club house’s view, I start to zigzag. The kids both laugh out loud as I try to tip them out.
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