Strep Throat, Guilt and the Nissan Cube

Sunday afternoon Alexander had a tennis tournament. It was his second one ever and his first time playing singles. Of course his opponent for doubles was a good friend who plays five days a week for the last two years and has courts in his back yard. After losing Alexander cried and said, “It’s all just too much.” This is completely out of character for him and I should mention that he’d said that he wasn’t feeling well. I chalked the crummy feeling up to a change in the weather …