Rivals (2010) by Tim - Baseball 02 Green

Author:Tim - Baseball 02 Green [Green, Tim - Baseball 02]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-03-15T19:23:49.812000+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

"GET OUTTA MY WAY, kid," the umpire said, his hand snaking past Josh and pushing open the glass door. "No wonder you got hit in the face, standing around, blocking people's ways."

Josh touched the healing scar on his cheek, stepped aside, and followed the umpire with his eyes as he limped across the parking lot and climbed into a rusty red pickup truck. Josh headed for the road, his instincts telling him to follow the man as far as he could. When the red pickup reached the street, it went left. Josh took off after it, sprinting down the sidewalk as the truck slowly pulled away. At the end of the street, it turned right. Josh thought about giving up, knowing there was no way he could follow a truck on foot, but something told him to do his best.

He took off after the truck, and just as he reached the corner, his efforts were rewarded. He caught the flash of a yellow fender as the red truck disappeared into a driveway no more than two blocks up the street.

Josh trudged up River Street until he came to the spot where the truck had disappeared. Two small stone pillars marked the gravel drive that cut into the center of a woods. On one pillar, a black sign with fluorescent orange letters announced NO TRESPASSING. With a thumping heart, Josh crossed the street and dove into the underbrush, keeping the gravel drive in sight and staying parallel to its path in the web of tree trunks and dappled sunlight. He tried to walk quietly, but sticks and leaves snapped and rustled beneath his feet. He looked around. Other than the long gravel drive, he saw nothing except thick woods heavy with vines and brambles.

After a particularly nasty patch of thorns forced him deeper into the woods and out of sight of the gravel road, he found himself without a marker of any kind. He listened but heard only birds twittering and an airplane high overhead, which told him nothing. Hot frustration with a froth of fear bubbled up inside as he asked himself how he could get lost in a woods so close to the middle of a town. He turned and tried to retrace his steps to get back to the driveway, pushing through briars and thickets of close-knit saplings. Finally, the thick knot of vegetation opened into a cool wood of towering trees. He crossed a gurgling stream and climbed its far bank. When he reached its lip, he saw something through the trees, rising up nearly above their tops.

As he drew closer, he began to use the trunks of massive trees for cover until he stood at the edge of an unkempt lawn, staring up at a weathered gray house with steep, pointy roofs, warped shutters, and gingerbread trim broken with rot. The back lawn of the old house sloped downward, and through the trees Josh saw the glint of sunlight on the river. The only sign

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