name. She agreed only if she could name the next child."

"So your brothers and sisters have normal names?" Teri asked.

Waller looked up into the dark sky.

"No. My mother died when I was four years old. I don't have any siblings."

Teri gripped his arm tightly and said, "Oh, Professor Waller, I am so sorry!"

Waller was silent for a while.

"Did the other kids make fun of your name when you were in school?" Teri finally broke the silence.

"Not really. One of the guys was an Irish boy named Paddy. They called him 'Patty,' so he got most of the teasing. But no matter how the teachers lined us up, first or last names, I was always at the end of the line."

Teri laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "Youblue sky and gave a loud grunt of satisfaction.

Waller let them all tee off first. Marcello had said to let Page win, but he could not resist showing off a bit at first. Page had driven about two hundred twenty yards down the right side of the fairway into some light rough.

Waller teed up one of the new balls and hit a high draw that bore through the thin desert air and rolled to a stop two hundred eighty yards in the middle of the fairway.

"Nice shot, boss!" grinned Virgil taking the club from Waller.

Waller hurried down the fairway to get in step with Page who was walking briskly toward his ball.

"Nice shot," Page said in a soft Georgia drawl. "Sounds like you're from down my way."

"Alabama," grinned