Oh, I also played some racquetball. Dad tried to cheat when the score was 14-7 (Dad) by ending the game. But I made him play out that last point. He also hit me in the shoulder, just after I was thinking that we had been doing a really good job of not hitting each other. To make it up to him I hit one ball towards him, but he flailed out of the way. It was funny.
Good night. I'm tired.
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I didn't hit her, a ball I returned hit her.
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