Manners of the Age

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Manners of the Age
The red tennis robot scooted desperately across the court, its four wide-set wheels squealing. For a moment, Robert's hard-hit passing shot seemed to have scored. Then, at the last instant, the robot whipped around its single racket-equipped arm. Robert sprawled headlong in a futile lunge at the return.

  • Fiction
  • 5167 Words
  • Ages 18 and up
  • 2
  • 0
  • Publication Date: 01-21-2015
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