Life In The Big Apple

playing tennis

Frankie's: POV
Momma and I were out at the tennis court playing tennis
The sun was shining bright in the sky. I was dressed in a pair tan khaki shorts and white polo shirt, momma had the same exact outfit accept her shorts were navy blue with a red. We went back and forth swinging the tennis racket with the ball, the game went on continuously
Stef serve the ball over to Francesca. Frankie smack the ball hard, Francesca surf the ball over to Stef wham
Hit the ball with her racket, they didn't notice they were both being watched by a local tennis agent. Stef throw the ball, Frankie swung the racket hitting the ball again
Unit Stef called time out for a break. Mom why did you stop playing Francesca asks Stef, babe l need a drink of water. Stef said, mom your getting old Frankie replies
I have you know missy l've have been sports before you were born. Mommy and I used to play tennis all the time
Stef tells Francesca. Just admit mom you have no game
Frankie chuckles, l have plenty of game my dear girl
Stef says as she takes a gulp of her cold drink. While Frankie playing tennis by herself until Stef was ready again. Stef watched her daughter in action, Francesca was really good at tennis. She never took any lessons accept at the recreation center, when Frankie would go After school
Francesca stopped briefly cause a strange man who was staring at her. Stef looked up to see what Frankie was looking at, she turned her head and saw the guy
Stef walked over to him to find out what his problem was
Why he so busy looking at her eight year old daughter
is their an problem because you keep looking over at my daughter. Stef inquired, know l have no issue
I just happened to walk by and saw you too were playing tennis, your daughter is very talented. I'm a local sports agent. She has full potential you might wanna get her into a tennis league, the young man stated. Okay thanks for the compliment. Stef says and walks back over to the court
So she could finish her game with Frankie, Stef picked up the racket, Francesca through the ball over to Stef
And Stef hit it again. The guy stuck around a little longer
to see the rest of the game, Frankie hit the ball harder than the last time. Francesca your hitting the ball like it's a volleyball, Stef says to Frankie. I know it's not
I wanted to make sure you were paying attention
Cause you seem kinda of distracted, Francesca replied
I'm fine love maybe we can wrap this up and I'll take you to get a smoothie my treat since you beat in tennis
Just don't tell mommy that l loss. Stef was always competitive, she still can't believe she loss the match to her own daughter. Okay momma l won't tell Frankie tell mommy, Francesca put her racket back in the cover it came in. she reached inside the bag for her towel to wipe the sweat off her face and neck, Stef did the same
Francesca wanted to know what her mom was talking to that man about. Momma who that guy you were speaking with, Frankie questions. Oh he was telling me how well you were playing, Stef replies. Ok what is he still doing here, Frankie asked Stef. Honey people can come here whenever they like, Stef States as they were heading out
The man stopped them and handed Stef his business card
With his contact info on it. Thanks the blonde spoke
They went over towards the car and got in,
Frankie put her bag in the back seat. Stef started up the vehicle, and put on her shades and drove off