Natalie
“Yeah, go after it Trinity!"
We're at my parents' house getting ready to have dinner and I'm hitting pop flies to her. The first couple she was scared of, but since she successfully caught a few of them, she's been a beast. Her drive to be the best reminds me of how I was when I first started playing.
I've had a weird relationship with softball since I've left the game, and I'm slightly hoping however she feels will rub off on me. Maybe this is what I needed to rediscover a love I let get away.
“Thank you." She smiles, the gap in her teeth showing.
“You're doing so well. I can't wait to show your dad some of the videos we've taken."
She runs over to me. “Wish he were here with us."
“Me too, kiddo, but he's at work."
“And his work is important," she finishes for me. Those
