It was Megan’s turn to bat. Everyone on the team knew that she was the best batter they’ve got. She was the one that bought a bat for the team since the sports at their school was under funded because all the money went almost exclusively to football. The bat was a sleek matte black and it was everyone’s favorite so Megan left it at the school during the week but she brought it home on the weekend...
A book, small enough to fit in someone’s jacket pocket. It was tattered and old, the cover had folds and creases in it and the picture was flaking off. The spine had been cracked several times, to the point that no one but the owner could tell what the book was called. The pages were yellow and the once sharp corners were soft and rounded. To anyone else it would look like a old, well loved book t...