Sweet Spot by Rebecca Jenshak

Author:Rebecca Jenshak [Jenshak, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951815035
Published: 2020-05-27T23:00:00+00:00

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Lincoln

The crowd at the fourteenth hole is twice as big as the one that was at the ninth hole. And it’s all because of the amazing show Keira is putting on. With each hole, she finds a little more confidence, and people are getting to see the version of Keira that only I’ve been privy to. Well, me and her dickhead coach who wouldn’t know talent if it slapped him upside the head.

Speaking of, Potter walks up from wherever the fuck he’s been, a big, proud smile on his face. Hands on hips, he hangs back while Keira takes her turn. It’s another beautiful shot on the short par four, putting her in a great position close to the pin and beating Mia Arnold’s drive by a good thirty yards.

The crowd claps and starts to walk, but I hang back, watching as Potter approaches her. A hesitant smile pulls her lips apart like she’s afraid to believe he’s actually there and praising her.

They walk toward her ball together, all the while he’s talking to her, waving his hands and suddenly super involved. Trying to temper my annoyance, I move with the rest of the spectators.

Mia Arnold’s coach smiles reassuringly and gives her a few small claps to get her going. Keira’s intimidated her, out driving her on every single hole and flying by her on the leaderboard as if she’s on a do-or-die mission.

My girl is focused but relaxed, having fun and kicking ass. It’s a real pleasure just to be watching. And the energy of the crowd tells me it isn’t my own personal bias speaking.

I bring my index finger to my mouth and bite my knuckle while I wait for her turn. After Mia takes her second shot, Keira goes to grab her wedge. Potter stops her, talks to her for a second, and then backs away as she switches her club to a nine iron, looking a bit hesitant.

It isn’t a good move. The hole sits on a slope. Keira is longer than the average female player, and if she goes long, she’s not going to have any green to work with. No coach I know would play this hole like he’s instructing Keira to do.

Shit. I don’t wanna watch, but I do because if there’s a chance Keira’s going to look over for support, I need to make sure she sees whatever reassurance she needs on my face.

The crowd is none the wiser. They watch with hope that they’re going to see her move up another spot on the scoreboard. She’s six under par for the day putting her in third place overall, but at the rate she’s dropping birdies, she has a shot to win the whole dang thing.

As she gets into position, her demeanor is less confident than it’s been all day. She doesn’t glance at the crowd or her coach before she draws back.

I can tell as soon as she gets to the top of her swing that it’s going to be long. I tense as it sails through the air, and stop tracking the ball and watch her instead.

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