133 Spring Training (1)

The day went by smoothly as we just relaxed around the house, with the exception of Zeke. Dave was right that he would turn up for lunch, but afterwards he spent the rest of his afternoon locked away in their room. He didn't come out until it was time for him to drive us to practice.

We showed up ten minutes early, and started to drop our bags off in the dugout. We put on cleats and set out the waters.

"You guys might as well start your laps." Zeke said out of the blue.

"What do you mean, you guys??" Dave stood up a little straighter. "I didn't do anything to deserve laps!"

Zeke pulled out a folded piece of paper out of his back pocket and read off it. "Kyle said he would take the kids twenty laps from game one. Jake and Noah, do you guys really want me to list every reason or just accept your discount of twelve laps?" He looked our way.