Finding Parker by Scott Hildreth

Author:Scott Hildreth [Hildreth , Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

PARKER. Kenton paused and leaned onto the shaft of his putter. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep, and I’ll never say something I don’t truly mean. So, I will rarely provide assurance to anyone about anything. Inevitably something goes to hell in a hand basket and it later makes me out to be a liar. But let me tell you something Parker Bale. And I can assure you of this.”

Nervous of where this conversation was headed, I stood in wait. Kenton invited me over to talk. In our first post-contract conversation, he expressed his displeasure regarding speaking on the phone, and had always waited for me to contact him physically to have our conversations.

My uninvited arrivals at his home had become quite the norm.

“Victoria can cook like no other.” He smiled, looked down, and swung his putter smoothly.

It was a very difficult twenty-five-foot putt on a surface that was far from flat. As the ball appeared to be headed three feet to the right of the cup he turned away.

Now facing me and smiling, he raised his right hand to his ear and closed his eyes.

“Listen,” he whispered.

I chose to watch.

As the golf ball topped the crest of the path it was traveling along, it began to gain speed and roll to the left. Now racing directly toward the cup, it was apparent that I had been on the right path all along.

I grinned and continued to watch as Kenton stood with his hand to his ear and his eyes closed.

Ker-plunk.

“I love that sound,” he breathed.

“It sure didn’t look like it was headed in that direction.” I shook my head in disbelief.

“It was an easy lie to read, Parker. I figured it’d break about three feet. It did,” he said as he walked toward the cup.

“There was a number of ways for me to get there. None would have been wrong. Temperature, time of day, Downes’ maintenance of the green, the force in which my putter made contact with the ball.” He paused as he pulled the ball from the cup. “All these things have an effect on the putt. We don’t all read the green the same, Parker.”

He pulled the ball from the up and locked eyes with me. “Putting is like making the commitment to have sex. Everything has to be perfect, or it’s just another stroke on your scorecard. Once you pull the trigger there’s no changing things. So, take all the time you need to prepare. And when you commit, know deep in the pit of your gut it’s what is right, because you only have one chance to do things properly.”

Kenton providing me with advice regarding the sacred nature of sex felt hypocritical at first. As I stood and considered what he said, and the fact he said it, I placed more value on the statement. His advice was sound and solid.

I decided there was no one person more apt to provide accurate information on securing your home from a burglar than the burglar himself.

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