June 1, 2008
Golf - Weather Permitting
MacDermott and MacDuff sat in the clubhouse on a raw, blustery day, thawing their beards in front of the fireplace while freezing rain beat against the windows.
The pair were silent for a long time over their whiskeys.
Finally, MacDermott spoke: “That was quite a round of golf.”
“Aye,” MacDuff replied. “Same time next Sunday?”
“Aye,” said MacDuff, “weather permitting.”




