佚名/Anonymous
My husband, Roy, had always wanted to play golf.
I had heard the horrid Golf Widow stories and never encouraged the game.After quite a few years of marriage and raising three children, we were informed by our twin sons, Brad and Chad, now young adults, that they were taking up the sport of golf.Needless to say, they wanted their Dad to play with them.They begged and pleaded, but he had lost interest several years earlier.
Our sons surprised Roy with a set of golf clubs one Father’s Day.During our vacation that year, the three of them played a round of golf.Since he had so much fun, he wanted to share the experience with me.
“Let’s go to the golf course,”he begged one Saturday afternoon.
“Why on earth would I want to play golf?”I asked.
“You can drive the cart,”he replied.“Please.”I saw a pitiful look on his face—just like a little boy with no money in a candy store.
My first thought was,“Sure I can, but I could also drive my car to the mall.It would be cooler and a lot more fun.”I looked back at his sad face and finally agreed to go.
“Now how long will this take?”I asked, with a twinge of resentments in my voice.
“We will only play nine holes,”he said.He whistled as he got his equipment together.We headed for the green grass of the golf course.
I moaned as I got out of the car and sat down in the driver’s seat of a little white golf cart.This was not my idea of a good time.Before I started up the engine, Roy started trying to teach me the rules of the road.
“What rules?”I shouted, as I took off driving full speed.
“Slow down,”he begged.I laughed and kept driving.“You can only drive in designated spots,”he sternly informed me.
“And who is going to stop me?”I joked.I was already feeling rebellious.
When we reached the tee box at hole number one, he was shaking his head.It was clear that he was relieved to get off the speeding golf cart.He set up for his first swing while I watched, wondering why people think golf is so much fun.It looked mighty boring to me.
He hit the ball, but had no idea where it went.For the next fifteen minutes we searched for it.
Oh, this is fun, I chided him.
We’ll just get another ball,“he placated me, as he opened the pouch on his golf bag and pulled one out.
Back we went to the tee box.“This could take all afternoon,”I grumbled to myself.When Roy hit the ball a second time, we found it down the fairways a little way.After quite a few strokes, the ball went into the hole.I can’t remember the last time I saw my husband that happy.“What was the big deal?”I wondered.
The driving game was on.We were off and speeding to the next hole.I was driving the cart and he was walking.He said he needed the exercise but I knew he was afraid of my driving.He spent a great deal of time hitting the ball and then looking for it, while I watched the squirrels and rabbits play.
Something entirely unexpected happened by the time we reached the fifth hole.We were laughing, harder than we had in many years.The financial stress associated with putting three kids through college was gone.The strain of“too much work and too little play”was replaced by happy hearts and smiling faces.To my utter amazement, a golf course romance was born.
By the time we got to whole number six, I had fallen in love again.I felt like a young bride accompanying her prince charming.Suddenly, he looked so cute trying to keep up with that little white ball.
When we got to hole number seven, I sensed that he was watching me more than the ball.“Keep your eye on the ball,”I reprimanded him.
“But I can’t,”he replied.“I like looking at you.”
At that point, he decided that he would ride with me again.This time, he didn’t get upset when I drove too fast.By the time we reached hole number eight, we were holding hands.I don’t know if he was holding on for dear life or if he enjoyed holding my hand, but nevertheless, I liked it.It had been a long while since we last held hands.
The last hole, number nine, was the best hole of all.Before he stepped off the cart, he leaned over and kissed me.“I’m glad you came,”he said.“I had so much fun.”
“Can we come back next week?”I asked.A smile covered his face and mine.
“Yes, and next time we’ll play eighteen holes,”he asserted.He smacked the ball and it soared off into the woods.We both giggled as we drove off to find yet another lost ball.
This time, it didn’t matter to me.My husband was happy.I was enjoying his company.Golf was just a good excuse to be together.
We were not only finding lost balls.We were finding each other again, too.
我的丈夫羅伊一直想打高爾夫球。
可怕的“高爾夫寡婦”的故事使我從不鼓勵這項運動。結婚多年後，我們膝下已有三個孩子。正值青春年華的布拉德和查德是我們的雙胞胎兒子，從他們口中得知，他們迷戀上了打高爾夫。當然，他們希望爸爸也能參與。於是他們央求他一起去打高爾夫，但他的興趣早在多年前就已經被扼殺了。
父親節那天，兒子們給了羅伊一個驚喜，送了他一套高爾夫球杆。那年，他們三個人在假期打了一場高爾夫，羅伊玩得非常開心，便想讓我也體驗一下那種快樂。
一個周六的下午，他懇求我：“咱們去打高爾夫吧。”
“我幹嘛要去呢？”我問。
“你可以開車，”他回答，“拜托了。”他那可憐兮兮的樣子，就像一個沒錢買糖果的小男孩。
“當然可以，但我還可以開車去商場。那會更好玩，更有趣。”可我回頭看到他傷心的樣子時，改變了主意，同意和他一起去。
“需要多長時間？”我問他，話語中帶著幾分怨恨。
“我們隻打九個洞。”他說，他一邊收拾球具一邊吹著口哨。之後我們便開車前往高爾夫球場的綠草地。
我抱怨著下了車，然後坐到白色小型高爾夫球車的駕駛座上。我感覺一點都不愉快，開車之前，羅伊就努力在教我行駛規則。
“什麽規則？”我喊道，並將車開到全速。
“慢一點。”他懇求我。我大笑著，繼續開。“你隻能把車往指定的地方開。”他嚴厲地對我說。
“誰能阻止我？”我開玩笑說，有一種叛逆的快感。
當到達第一個發球區時，他搖了搖頭。他分明是為從超速行駛的球車上下來而感到放鬆。看著他揮起球杆打出第一個球，我心中暗自納悶，人們為什麽都喜歡打高爾夫呢，我覺得這實在是太無聊了。
他擊中了球，卻不知球飛向哪兒。我們花了十五分鍾的時間去找這個球，可是沒找到。
“噢，這真有意思。”我責怪他。
“我們可以再拿一個球。”他安慰我，然後打開裝高爾夫球的小包，拿出一個球。
我們回到發球區，我自言自語地抱怨：“一下午又要泡湯了。”羅伊打出了第二個球，但球在滑道上沒走多遠。又擊了幾杆後，球終於進洞了。羅伊開心極了，我好久沒看到他這麽開心了。我想：“有什麽大不了的？”
然後我們便上車駛向第二個洞，我仍繼續著超速駕駛的遊戲。而丈夫決定步行，他說他需要運動，但我知道他是嫌我開車太快。當他用很長的時間擊球、找球的時候，我卻在看鬆鼠和兔子玩耍。
當第五個球進洞時，一些意想不到的事情發生了。我們倆一起開懷大笑，很多年都沒有這樣開心地笑過了。供三個孩子上大學所產生的經濟壓力消失了，“工作過多，休閑過少”所造成的緊張情緒也隨之而去，取而代之的是愉悅的心情和滿麵的笑容。更令我驚奇的是，我們又找回了浪漫的感覺。
我們到第六個發球區時，我仿佛又再度陷入了愛河。我覺得自己就像是一位正陪伴著白馬王子的新娘，而此時正努力追趕白色小球的丈夫也突然變得是那麽迷人。
當我們到達第七個發球區時，我感到他看我的時間還勝於球，“眼睛看著球。”我嗔怪他。
“不，我喜歡看著你。”他回答。
那一刻他決定和我一起坐球車，這回他也不介意我把車開得飛快了。到達第八個發球區時，我們的手已經握在了一起。他握著我的手是因為一時害怕還是他喜歡這麽做，我不得而知。不管怎樣，我都喜歡他握著我的手。我們已經好久沒有手握手了。
第九洞，是最後一個洞，也是最棒的一洞。下車之前，他竟然傾身過來吻我。“你能來我真高興，”他說，“我非常開心。”
“下星期我們還來，好嗎？”我問，然後我們都笑了。
“好啊，下次我們要打十八洞。”他肯定地說。他用力將球擊了出去，球飛進了樹林裏。然後我們哈哈大笑著去找打丟的球。
這次，我沒有任何怨言，丈夫很開心，我很喜歡他的陪伴。高爾夫成了我們共處的一個不錯的借口。
我們不僅找到了丟失的球，也找到了彼此的那份愛。
1.inform
inform的意思是“通知”，還有“檢舉，高密”的意思。
inform sb.of sth.的意思是通知某人某事。
例：He informed us of the crisis.
他通知我們了這次危機。
2.relieve
relieve的意思是“緩解，消除疼痛等”。
例：You can take an aspirin to relieve the pain.
你可以吃片阿司匹林來緩解疼痛。
relieve還可以表示“換班，換崗”。
1.I had heard the horrid Golf Widow stories and never________the game.After quite a few years of marriage and raising three children, we were________by our twin sons, Brad and Chad, now young adults, that they were________the sport of golf.
2.He set up for his first swing________I watched, wondering why people think golf is so much fun.It looked mighty________me.