We sat down to eat breakfast and then I went off to work. Pet was left to her chores and would wait for my return home. It was a relatively light work...day, and I was able to get away from the office early. So I left the office a couple hours early, hoping to surprise pet at home. "Hello pet," I said from my cellphone on the way home. "Master! What is it, is anything wrong?" she said, surprised that I called her. "Nothing is wrong, pet. I am just on my way home and I knew you wouldn't be. Thinking toher former days of hardship, Ann smiled coldly.Jeb reappeared and scuttled off fearfully without looking back. Ann's coldsmile broadened.She heard Harry calling Burt frantically and then the pair of them hurriedback while Ann stood with her arms folded.For one brief moment, she and Burt made eye contact but he went past herquickly and inside out of sight."You've let this place fall into a deplorable state," snapped Ann. "It's awonder I don't have you flogged. Perhaps then you'd get. See you Wednesday. Bye now." Bye, Mrs. Webster n' thank ya so much."I started to get in the car but she held my arm and said, "Tell you what, Richie. As long as we're not around other people, why don't you just call me Beth, OK? Mrs. Webster seems too formal." Yes, Ma'am - I mean Beth. See ya in two days!"The next time I went to the farm, I stopped at John's to pick up a box of groceries for Beth. He asked me if I'd met Mr. Webster yet and I told him that he was workin' the oil fields down by. “Whooo. Whooo. Whooo,” Charlie was screaming. “Oh fuck. A hole-in-one.” She began to dance around and screamed some more. “Gerry. Gerry. Can you believe it? A fucking hole-in-one?” Gerrard did his best to join in with her celebrations but all he could feel was rank disappointment and envy. All those years of playing. All those tournaments. All that practice. And not a single one. Not ever. They made their way back to the clubhouse. Gerrard walked behind Charlie as she practically bounced.