Part One

My biggest wory was getting to first base without striking out. Such an innocent goal.

My love, did I forget my sunglasses in his car? Why else would he be running toward my coaches?

Is Kira, my baby sister, okay? Was there an accident? Why has the game stopped?

What they're saying isn't true. This just doesn't happen to people like me.

I'm running to his car. Heart pounding, my minds in disbelief. Has she fainted?  Why aren't there answers?

It took us half as long to get back. I see my sisters and my best friend coming toward me with arms extended. All I want is to hug my mom.


I know. Don't say it.

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