634: ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN

LUKE'S POV I stood on the lush green fairway, the morning sun right here over the manicured landscape of the golf course. Towering trees lined the perimeter, their leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze. Matt and I had been friends for months now, and our rivalry on the golf course was a constant source of banter and competition. Well, I had been in this whole gulf stuff in the last two years, so I was getting pretty good at it. I lined up my shot, admiring the beauty of the course. The fairways stretched out before us, flanked by strategically placed bunkers and water hazards. In the distance, the flag fluttered atop the raised green, beckoning us to test our skills. "Nice day for a round, huh?" Matt grinned, adjusting his grip on his club. His confident demeanor never wavered, even as he surveyed the challenging course ahead. "Yeah, perfect weather," I replied. Matt was notorious for his skill on the links, and that made him feel like a goddamn god. We made our way down