But Marvin was already running out along the left field foul line, his eyes to the ground, not looking right or left. He had to get away from here, just as fast as he could. Someone yelled after him — it sounded like Jim’s voice — but he paid no attention to it. He found his glove in the outfield where he had dropped it, picked it up, and kept on running.He wondered what Jeannie and his mother and father would say. Well — what could they say? They could see that he could not hit the ball. It wasn’t any more than right that he was taken out.He saw a fat, chubby-legged little boy run out into the street chasing after a blue-and-red rubber ball. He wasn’t over three years old — a little towhead.A car whizzed around the corner, its tires screaming on the pavement. Marvin stared at it and then at the little boy. Sudden terror took hold of him. The fat little boy wasn’t paying any attention to the car!Suddenly the loud cry of a woman reached Marvin’s ears. “Gary! Gary, get back here!
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