CHAPTER 32
"I'll never forget it," Teddy said. "It was St. Patrick's Day, 1976, and I got roped into playing in a charity golf tournament in Miami. Our team was short a man and somehow we ended up with Clarence as our fourth."
"That sounds like fun," Jess said. "You love golf."
"I didn't love it that day," her uncle said wryly.
"What happened?" Harry asked. "Did Clarence run over your foot with the cart, or what?"
"I'm trying to tell a story here," Teddy said with mock exasperation. "You need to know the context. Work with me, people. When you watch a movie, do you skip straight to the end? If so, here are some endings for you: Rosebud is a sled, soylent green is people and King Kong plunges to his death off the Empire State Building."
"Fine, fine," Harry sat back on the sofa and cro
