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Arthur scoffed. He was a Luddite. He still wrote checks at the grocery store. But the boredom was a heavy blanket, so he shuffled to his dusty home office. The old monitor hummed to life. He typed: skygolf.com/login .

The 19th Hole in the Clouds

The next day, at 6:00 AM, Arthur sat in his armchair. He didn't go to the computer. He closed his eyes. He remembered the feel of the light-club in his hands. He remembered the wind on his face. skygolf.com login

A glowing orb—his caddie—hovered next to him. “Welcome back, Mr. Pendelton,” it chimed in Leo’s voice. “Hole 1. Par 5. Wind at 12 knots from the east.” Arthur scoffed

He tried again. Account locked.

Invalid credentials.