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\f0\fs26 \cf0 This scene is told in third person from the viewpoint of Andy Hayes.\
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Andy could see Ella had her temper barely under control as she stepped into the bunker with a bad lie and a difficult shot that she had to hole to tie with Bobby in their grudge match after the first round of the day ended a tie. Ella had struggled on the back nine of the Pines course but nevertheless had kept it even until a disastrous double bogey on the sixteenth. She\'92d picked up a shot on the seventeenth, but her shot to the green on eighteen had buried in the soft sand, whereas Bobby had hit a perfect iron to about two feet and was eagerly waiting to tap in the putt for birdie and win the match. From her lie, a pro golfer would be happy just to get the ball on the green, but she had to hole it or lose the match. She went into the bunker, sneered at the ugly lie of her nearly buried ball, and took a mighty swing with her sand wedge. The ball popped high into the air, the sand nearly blinding her, and the ball rolled past the hole and the match was lost.\
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She angrily raked the sand and went up on the green and shook Bobby\'92s outstretched hand, conceding his putt, kicking her ball into the pond, turned and stalked off the green. Bobby knew she was furious and let her go without any trash talking. He couldn\'92t help grinning, though. It wasn\'92t often that he\'92d beaten her; she was by far the best player on the high school team, man or woman. She was good enough, he thought, to go pro, once she\'92d had a few seasons in college to polish her game.\
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In the truck on the way home, Andy let her fume. She knew, as well as he did, that even the best golfers in the world won fewer than one-fourth of their tournaments. But it always made her angry to lose, every darn time.\
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