Chapter 11
Oh.
“I’m sorry. I want to, I really do,” Jojo said as he faced Adam. Jojo had put on his Ray Bans so Adam couldn’t see his eyes anymore. “I’m not sure what compelled me to you. You’re a nice guy.”
“You’re not giving me the ‘it’s not you, it’s me,’ speech are you?” Adam’s voice cracked.
Jojo hung his head and shook it. “No, that’s not it.”
“You don’t have to explain anything to me. We can just enjoy the golf.”
They didn’t say anything else as Jojo moved the cart up, stepped out to tee as Roger and Pete headed off to the side. Jojo took a couple of practice swings, then teed up the ball and hit the golf ball with a perfect smack. The ball sliced through the air, making a beautiful arc toward the green before it plopped on the grass, just a few yards away from the hole.