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watching people play

mom and dad’s home in florida is right across
the street from a pool and a pair of tennis courts.
in the mornings, if mom was already out of
the house when i woke up, i’d get dressed,
maybe a swimsuit, maybe shorts and a t-
shirt, and walk outside, down the driveway,
across the street, through the fence and past
the pool to the rows of brown bleachers that
faced the courts. dad might be playing, or
maybe there’s a tournament with our neighbors
and friends. and i’d sit next to mom, both of
us with our feet up on the fence around the
tennis courts, just sitting in the sun. that’s
how we spent our mornings, watching people play.