Thwack! Dorian's driver smacked the golf ball, sending it slicing hard to the right and burying itself in the deep rough near the trees.
"Dammit," he muttered under his breath, gripping his club tighter. No matter how picturesque and serene the setting at the country club, Dorian just couldn't clear his mind today.
The legal battle showed no signs of letting up. His mother’s haunted, withdrawn behavior only added to his stress and doubts. With an easy 10-foot putt in front of him, he found himself completely distracted and unfocused on making the simple shot.
"Tough lie?" a familiar voice called out from behind him.
Dorian turned to see Alexandra striding across the fairway, her red sundress billowing slightly in the breeze. She offered him a tight smile, but her eyes remained cool and
