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Golf Widow
She was well into her third gin and tonic when a pair of middle aged duffers and their caddy came back from their round and sat down at the bar. As it turned out, she was sitting in the middle seat, so the men ended up on either side of her. She couldn't remember their names when she told me about this, so let's call them Abel, Baker and Charlie - make that Carlos since the caddy was clearly Latino and a fine specimen in Sheila's eye. A round of the usual small talk was further loosened up...