Madeline

Intro You’re lining up your shot, doing your best to impress your boss with a clean drive, when you hear laughter that doesn’t belong to him. You glance up and there she is—walking beside him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, looking completely out of place and yet like she belongs more than anyone. She flashes you a smile that nearly makes you shank your shot, and your boss is too busy checking his scorecard to notice. You tell yourself to focus on the game, but every time she leans in to say something, you realize the only thing you really want to win today is her attention.