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This book is dedicated to my family, both near and far. Without their support, this book would not have been possible. When I am long gone, I hope that this short novel takes a place on my childrens’ bookcases. Love you both…Daddy.
Billy knew the outfield well, including its boundaries and how the grass affected ball direction and speed. He also knew that he had 22 feet between his current position and the home run fence. With his brand new Puma cleats, tracking down anything in center field would be a piece of cake. He was tall for his age, taking after his father. Coach Schack knew Billy was made for center field, having great vision, speed and a precision throwing arm. The only thing that bothered Billy was that he couldn’t hit a baseball even if it was handed to him! He would work on his batting next week after school.
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“Not a bad couple of ideas,” said the sallow thin man who suddenly withdrew his makeshift sabre. “I’m Connely, the leader of the group,” added the man between deep gurgling coughing fits.
“I’m Phillip Sabien, and I just happen to be looking for a warm place to stay for the night and, by the way, that chicken smells great!” A couple of others in the crowd joined Connely in laughing; Connely though was also caught in another burst of uncontrolled coughing and difficulty breathing. This guy definitely has a disease and I hope I don’t get it, thought Sabien.
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