Hi, Y’all! Are ya ready for another snippet? I am still working on Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats. It is exceeding the 50k mark. I had a twist pop up that adds a lot of drama and brings us into TJ’s past. I have skipped down, and this is Chapter 20. In TJ’s view.
Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats ( Copywrite 2015)
“Sorry coach. Annie isn’t answering her phone. I have a strange feeling in my stomach something is wrong.”
“I am sure everything is ok. I need you in your right mind. I will give Caleb a call while you guys warm up. He can try to get hold of her, and when he does, I will let you know.”
“Thanks, Coach.” He is a good man. I am lucky to have him as a coach. And friend.
“Ok guys. We are past mid-season. We started out full force then you all got a little too self-assured and cocky. Once we had a loss, you all got too defeated. This is a game, but it’s also some of your futures. We need to get out there and show these guys we are a force to be reckoned with. Simon you have been on fire until a week or so ago. Whatever is bothering you talk to me or work it out? Tonight I want to see that old Simon. The one that shocks everyone that is watching. TJ you need to get your head out of the clouds and remember this is a team. All of you. If you are not playing for your own futures, paly for the team. Now let’s pray.”
We all form our circle placing our hands on top of each others on a bat. The coach says a quick prayer.
“Ok, guys warm up. TJ I will make that call.”
I watch Coach Rick make his call. It is too quick for my liking. His phone must have rung almost immediately. He answers, nods his head slips it back in his pocket.
The game starts. I can’t focus. Finally, it’s our bat. I notice the coach is avoiding me. That can’t be good.
In the bullpen, Simon corners me.
“Hey what is up with you. I’ve never seen you drop the ball so much.”
“Annie didn’t answer her phone when I called.”
“Maybe she left it in the kitchen or she was on the road driving back from Vicki’s.”
“Possible. She has never missed calling me or answering my call before a game. I feel like something isn’t right.
Music starts up signaling we are up. I notice coach on the phone again, and then hurriedly grabbing his assistant coach, Harrison Johnson.
“Hey TJ. I need to you come with me to the locker room, please.” The look on his face confirms my suspicions. Something bad has happened.
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