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Fiction Foundry 14

Despite his best efforts, during the ensuing half-hour hike Mike had only managed to get a few words in with Mary.  The girl really was crazy for baseball: bases stolen, pennants won, RBIs. Fortunately, since she was talking pretty much non-stop, all Mike had to do was nod and go "uh-huh...yeah...totally."  Trying to fake like he understood (or cared) about any of it was wearing Mike out.

Honestly, he was a little jealous of Desmond.  Mary didn't seem to have any expectations of her brother when it came to listening to her baseball talk. Mike was beginning to wonder why Mrs. Potain seemed so insistent that Desmond be a part of this trip in the first place.  Could it be that Desmond's job was to keep an eye on Mike?

"How much further?" Mary asked.  "I can hear the opening announcements."

"Still a couple of blocks," Mike replied.

"Isn't there anyway we can get there faster?"

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