"You're phony," she said.
Yeah, I know, I said. But keep it in the family. It's an image deal.
About then, Sandra Palmer hit a slightly stupendous bunker shot that took two hops and rolled straight into the cup for an eagle 3; for all of the whoops, all of the glory and the biggest chunk of the cash. For victory.
I saw her later. She was still in semi-shock from her first win.
"Did you have fun?" Sandra asked. "I hope you got to see that we have lots and lots of really fine players out here and some awfully nice people."
That's true, I said.
"It's great you could be here. I hope a lot of the girls have told you that," Sandra said.
They had, and it was embarrassing.
"See you again somewhere?"
I grinned and said I'd have to check the towns first. See what the bus schedules were like. And the diners.