First Service

Cara won the lottery - well, the public ballot anyway. Finally, after years of trying, the hallowed email had popped into her in-box. Wimbledon. Pity she hated tennis. The reason she'd been trying? Her mum, Nancy, loved it. More than her she sometimes teased with a laugh. With a resigned smile she'd bought the tickets and arranged the hotel. After all, it was only a day out of her life. Just a tennis match. Hardly life altering stuff.
Or so she thought.....