surprise basketball
As soon as I entered the gym I was useless. I stood watching Annabel's friends, a few that I recognized from Junior Varsity, dribbling, taking shots, two basketballs and a volleyball that got kicked around. One of the basketballs was flat, and you had to throw it with an extra oomph, like playing a bad piano. The paralysis wasn't so much related to my aversion to team sports, I felt like I was waiting for someone to drag me into a teen dance.











