The trees were golden brown, glistening ever so softly with remnants of an early morning frost, and the crops were heavy, saddled with a restless weight that matched the heaviness under which Arthur “Murph” Murphy’s mind labored. It had only been a few of weeks since the loss—a bitter defeat at the hands of his nemesis, Chip McNally, and his Rangers. Murph was still reeling from the callous machinations that Fate had rendered his way. He had lost games before. He was used to that. It was all part of the toiling in the minor leagues. He had lost plenty. A promising career to a freak injury; a promotion to the big show as punishment for his managerial efforts with the hapless Brewers; and now quite possibly that job as well. But it was the way he had lost that last game that bothered him most—a loss that occurred without his young star pitcher Mickey, who had spent the afternoon of that championship game languishing in a damp prison cell for an insidious crime that had forced its way into his life.
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