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The clinking of the irons, woods, wedges and putter travelled from the basement up to the kitchen where Grandpa Folger was eating his routine breakfast of oranges and oatmeal. There was a final rattling of metal, a loud groan of effort, and then the sound of heavy footsteps coming nearer, ascending the basement footsteps. With a loud thud, the person put the golf bag down, and walked into the kitchen.

Grandpa Folger took his eyes off an orange slice for a moment. “How many are you fixing to play today, Elle?,” he asked.

His granddaughter, busy pouring herself a bowl of cereal, answered a curt, “Nine.”

She strode over to the table, sat and began to eat. Neither of them talked. The only sounds were the workings of jaws. Elle ate her breakfast in its entirety before Grandpa Folger had finished his third orange slice. She put her dirty bowl and spoon in the sink and walked to the border of the kitchen to where her golf bag stood.

“You know,” started Grandpa. Elle knew what he was going to say even before he said it. They both knew it. Still, out of respect, Elle waited for him to finish. “You know, your little sister would love to come out on the links with you.”

Elle took out her towel and began wiping down her clubs. “Grandpa, she’s only a little kid. She’s twelve years old and wouldn’t be able to keep up with me,” Elle answered.

“Meg’s been practicing, Elle. Everyday I see her out there in the backyard, practicing. Some days she practices her long shots, other days it’s the shorter ones. Still, on other days, it is all putting.” Grandpa ventured.

“That’s all fine and good, but what clubs is she going to use? I’ve grown and my clubs are now too large for her, Grandpa.”

“Well, another reason she’s been practicing so much is because she’s gotten a new set of clubs.”

“When and from where?,” Elle wanted to know.

“She ordered from this company named NGC Golf who is famous for clubs using the latest technologies. I think you’ll find her a formidable partner,” said Grandpa.

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It was an epic battle. The two sisters separated by eight inches in height, 30 pounds in weight, and four years in age were neck and neck as they came to the ninth and final hole. Elle had counted on crushing her younger sibling, but her assumption was wrong. Not only was Meg more accurate than Elle remembered, she was hitting the ball much farther, too.

“Those new clubs that you have, Meg,” Elle began, “where did you get them from?”

Meg slid a 3-wood from out of her own bag, then answered, “NGC Golf, Elle. I know that I surprised you today by the way that I played, but I have to give the credit to these new clubs. The ball absolutely zings off of them and the putters and wedges are dead-accurate. It’s all due to the material that they use for the facing of the club.”

“Believe me, if I didn’t notice, the scorecard would remind me,” Elle said. She eyed the yardage for this last hole. It was a 179 yard, Par 3. “Better get out the 3-iron, it seems.”

“You mean the 4 or 5 iron, right?,” Meg asked, and then remembered with a grin. “Oh, sorry, I just keep thinking that everyone has the NGC clubs.”
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