For once, it didn't matter to Rock that he had overslept and would arrive late for his round of golf. Scores wouldn't count, not since players would have to bring their pet cats. The specificities of club selection and the sort wouldn't make a difference.
Monday, June 28, 2021
Saturday, June 5, 2021
The upper hand
Rock was simultaneously God and a hypoglycemic version of himself, but God had the upper hand, and His job was to direct Rock through the haze of this early awakening. Of primary importance, God made sure Rock was dressed before he walked onto the front porch and into the daybreak to stop a loud fight between a neighborhood raccoon and a cat named Joe.
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