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The sun was already beating down on the court as I waited for my old friend Mikeβs daughter, Ginny. This would be her first tennis lesson and also the first time Iβd seen her since she was a tomboy β with scraped knees from tree-climbing.
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π¦ Marie A. Rebelle
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