Dear Kerri by Keil Danielle

Author:Keil, Danielle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“That’s my boy!” Austin’s mom screamed from the bench next to me. “Let’s go Warriors!”

I chuckled, watching her get worked up. She cheered for Austin just the same now as she did back when he was in Little League.

“Mrs. Mathers, it’s just an inter-squad game. They’re not actually playing against another team, you know…”

“Girl, don’t you be telling me how to cheer for my son. A game is a game, and all games require encouragement.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, still laughing. We had been going back and forth like this for years now, and I never meant it in a rude way. Nor would I ever suggest she stop cheering for Austin.

Especially since I cheered just as loud once they started. Not only for Aus, but for all the boys I was friends with. They all deserved equal treatment, though I did pay slightly better attention to Austin’s position.

“Where’s Owen?” Mrs. Mathers asked a few minutes later.

I covered my eyes with my hand like a visor, squinting to see out into left field. Dylan was out there, not Owen.

“I’m not sure. Did Austin say anything about him not starting today?” The only thing Max told me about the game last night was that the varsity boys would all be starting on the same side. Coach didn’t want to split them up—the nine of them needed to keep working together and finding their groove. That meant Owen, Max, Austin, Connor, Davis, and the others should all be on the field right now.

Austin covered second base, scooping up some grounders and throwing them to Davis at first. Connor threw out directions from the pitcher’s mound, keeping an eye on everyone like the true captain he was.

“No, nothing. I thought Coach was keeping them all together for this game. I wonder what happened…”

It wasn’t like we could turn to ask Owen’s parents, either. Owen lived with his grandfather, who rarely came to games. Connor’s dad was like a parent to him, and Austin’s parents tried to help as much as possible as well.

I sighed. We both hoped nothing was wrong with Owen, but knew it would throw the game off slightly. Dylan was great, but he wasn’t Owen.

“Thankfully this doesn’t count. Wherever he is, I hope he’s alright, and it doesn’t affect the first real game of the season,” I said as the players rushed off the field.

Mrs. Mathers nodded, keeping her eyes glued on the game ahead. My friends jogged to the dugout. Varsity would be up to bat first, the junior varsity on the field.

Davis stepped up to bat. His first swing was a strike. Mrs. Mathers and I struck up some small talk when she asked about my parents and Dad’s recent travels.

The crack of the bat made us both whip our heads toward the game, finding Davis sprinting toward first. The JV team couldn’t get the ball there in time, and he was safe. I laughed as he pretended to dust off his shoulders and blow a kiss to the pitcher.

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