Chapter 4The next morning, we attempted a game of golf. Neither of us had ever played, beyond an occasional game of mini golf when we were kids. We thought it would be fun to try, plus it gave us a reason to be outside and enjoy the beautiful weather.
I had no idea two people could be so terrible at swinging a club. We both whiffed the ball so many times, chunks of the green were flying off. After a few minutes without even hitting the ball, our desire to play golf quickly dissipated.
“Are you digging to China over there?” I said to Eduardo after he missed the ball and chewed up the green again.
“Lots of smack talk from the guy who almost knocked me out with his swing,” he murmured.
“You look like a squirrel trying to bury a nut.”
Eduardo turned back to face me. “Are you talking about
