Writing Prompt: June 1 - “Only a call away!”

He told me I could always get in touch. He promised to be there for me. He said he'd never have too many irons in the fire. Today was terrible and I really needed to hear from him. So far, my driver didn't show up, my caddy wouldn't start, and I had to cart all my things by hand to my first meeting. Normally, that wouldn't be so bad, but I was teeing up something brand new. I should have stuck with what I was comfortable with, what always worked, but I wanted this presentation to be Taylor Made for the clients on this project.

It went fair, for a ways, but then it got pretty rough. I think Sandy knew in advance and set a trap for me, but that sound paranoid saying it out loud, you know? Anyways, when things really started to go downhill, I wanted to hear his voice.

He's so cute. Very White. He's got such cute dimples. Kinda round and a little soft, but that's how I like 'em. You know they go farther that way.

I'll never forget the day we met - I was out on a long.... long walk, and stumbled upon him just laying there in the woods beside the trail. We spent the rest of the day together and at the end of the afternoon, he reminded me that if I ever needed him, he'd be Only a Calloway.

(If you don't think this is clever, find someone who golfs. :D )