"I can't do it," came the quick and familiar reply.
Add tennis to the long list of activities Bandar has never experienced. Along with badminton, horseshoes, archery, skeet-shooting, shuffle board. Square dancing. The hokey-pokey.
Two minutes later, Bandar was playing faux tennis. Or whatever the geniuses at Wii call it.
A little stretch to serve here. A big stretch of a backhand over there.
She was really terrible. (Bowling, which she tried later, was worse.)
But Roberta got Bandar moving.
And that's what it's all about.
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