Elvis and Wimbledon
Sunday. We’ve got Elvis gospel happening, but also tennis on TV. Charlie – that’s Bernie’s kid, not with us much now since the divorce, have I mentioned this already? – is taking tennis lessons this summer. Sometimes we pick him up, and I manage to snatch up a tennis ball everytime, sometimes two at once! Love tennis balls, especially when they’re fresh from the can.
“Chet! Ease up on the barking. There’s no way the ball comes popping out through the screen – you know that.”
I did? I watched the ball go back and forth, back and forth. It was going to pop out of the screen any second.
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