Jake Randolph in "The Littlest Client" Pt. 155

We were on a golf course at a country club but I couldn't identify which one. I mean, they all look the same anyway, right?

My head was pounding and I was trying to remember why I'd even gotten up that morning. Everything was fuzzy, like I was inside a giant peach looking out at the world.

There was a cool but gentle breeze blowing through the trees and I could hear balls being hit and curse words being yelled all over the course. I didn't know if they were echoing through the trees or in my massively swollen head...