One. Two. Three. Crack. I watch the ball sail high into left field, drop my bat, and run as fast as I can to first and around to second. I can’t go any farther, but I’m myself. Mom and Dad are cheering from the stands over everyone else. I swear you would think I am in the professional league, by the way they act. But I love them. I return to my focus to the game. I will not lose this game because we’re in third place in the league and it won’t get us into the tournament. I make it all the way home, thanks to my teammates and Duke, and we add the win to our list. I gather my equipment and Duke grabs his as we make our way to my parents. “You kids were great.” Mom hugs me. “Thanks.” I don’t have the heart to tell her it’s not the major leagues, even if she acts as it is. “Duke, you want to grab some dinner with us?” Dad asks. “No, I miss Lil D and Alizeh. I’m going to head home and enjoy a game of patty-cake,” he jokes and hugs my mom before heading to his car.
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