Sometimes, even when you lose you win.
It had been a long standing tradition for the honors club, the student body and the artists to have a secret competition early their senior year. But this year the athletes decided to put their best players into the games. Jamie had mixed feelings about it. To complicate matters Peter had pressed her into a personal wager. He wasn't a bad guy but until recently he had been very dogmatic in his opinions of hers. Did he really have a change of heart or was he just adding subterfuge to leverage another win?
Jamie picked up her racket and swung at an imaginary ball. Her arm panged when pulled straight from the sudden movement. She couldn’t play – not with her right elbow unable to extend. At least she wasn’t going to serve. Hitting with her left was possible but her serve was shot to hell.<...