"Keith. What's wrong?"
The Queen of Diamond cooed at him. Keith Capra made a sad face. "I was playing basket ball with the SpecTac men outside."
"I saw. You made the winning point. Congratulations!"
"No, you don't understand, Your Majesty." His face looked tortured. "They…" he leaned in. "They wanted my body!"
He thought she would laugh at him. Instead, Queen Mira scowled and stopped rolling the pastry dough.
"Stay here. I am going to talk with them for a bit."
She threw open the French doors and stomped out of the kitchen still holding onto her rolling pin. The SpecTac men were still standing on the round, chatting to each other.
One of them was bouncing the ball around and shooting it through the hoop. His record was 10/10 and Keith Capra knew that they all could easily push the ball through the hoop.
