For a Little While (One Strike Away Book 1) by Mary J. Williams

Author:Mary J. Williams [Williams, Mary J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brook Publications
Published: 2017-04-27T05:00:00+00:00

ABOVE ANY DATE during the calendar year. Better than Christmas. Or birthdays. Or… anything. In Blue's book, nothing could compare to opening day.

Baseball was back, baby.

The smell of the peanuts, hot dogs, and anticipation filled the air.

As an added bonus, this year, Blue was officially part of the Cyclones family.

"Calm down. This is one game. One in a long, long, long season."

Blue didn't pay any attention to the gentle derision in Jordyn's tone. Her friend was on the record as not loving baseball. She loved her brother. She loved Blue. But a game where grown men hit a little ball with an oddly shaped stick? Nope.

And—she often added—the bases weren't in the shape of a diamond. Jordyn knew her gemstones and with chalk lines outlining it didn't qualify. Not by a long shot.

Eyes glued to the field, Blue didn't care how many opening days she went to, nothing—not familiarity or Jordyn's cynicism—could dim the excitement.

Football may have surpassed it in popularity, but baseball was still America's game. In Blue's heart—and, she'd bet, the hearts of almost every man, woman, and child, packed in here to cheer on the Cyclones—that would never change.

Blue's proudest moment of the day came when she personally escorted her parents to the owner's private box, introducing Clark O'Hara to Ross Burton. The pride on her father's face—the way his chest puffed out—made Blue's eyes sting, the lump in her throat making it hard to swallow.

"You go ahead," Clark told his daughter. "Your mother and I'll be fine."

Blue had no doubt. Her father was never at a loss for words in any situation. Before she was out the door, the two men were getting on like old friends.

"Don't you have more important things to do?" Vance Sutter asked, materializing from the shadows. Hoping to what? Catch Blue loafing around, chugging back a beer?

With an inward sigh, Blue took the tablet from her bag, pulling up the long to-do list. The one Vance dropped in her lap just as she left work the day before.

Most of the items were ridiculous. Even the most anal-retentive person would've questioned why she'd been tasked with carrying them out.

But—like the good, loyal soldier she was—Blue spent her first hour at the stadium carefully checking off each item, carrying them out to the best of her ability

Blue swore she'd die of boredom before she gave Vance any opportunity to impugn her work. Biting her tongue, she stopped herself from asking why—instead of dogging her heels—he wasn't busy taking care of team business?

"Well?" Vance asked, impatiently tapping his loafer encased foot.

"As you can see," Blue handed Vance the tablet. "Most of the items are completed."

Vance didn't bother to look at the list. With a raised eyebrow, his gaze held Blue's.

"How do I know you aren't lying?"

"Excuse me?"

"All I have is your word. As far as I know, you checked off these tasks without actually doing them."

Blue felt a flush suffuse her cheeks, the heat—and her temper—rising. Never. Not once in her entire career had anybody accused her of lying.

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