One Tuesday, a miracle arrived in the form of a hangover. A member named Pieter van der Westhuizen showed up drunk at 6:00 AM, having lost his regular caddy to a taxi strike. He pointed a trembling finger at Mapona.
Here is the first part of a draft for a story set in the South African amateur golf world, focusing on a character named Mapona. Mapona South African Amateur Pon Part 1
“No, Ma’am.”
Pieter stared at him. Then, with nothing to lose, he pulled a scuffed Top-Flite from the bag, teed it up, and did what Mapona said. Thwack. The ball flew high, straight, and landed twelve feet from the pin. One Tuesday, a miracle arrived in the form of a hangover
“What?”
“He’s with me.”