I don’t want to put a “trigger warning” on here, but if you’re feeling particularly sensitive you might want to skip this one.
Her bucket of balls sat untouched as Henry hit drive after drive, low trajectory, slicing so far right they might land on the set of Infowars.
Victoria waited until he adjusted his pants--Henry always blamed his slice on the bad f…
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