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The Hitting Zone

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted. Instagram: @writerhalf_empty https://www.patreon.com/half_empty ~~The Last Curve can be found there, a short story about Rhys Please read on Webnovel! **Names, faces, and places aren’t real. A work of fiction. Nonetheless, it is my work of fiction so please don’t post it without permission. *I have used school names that do exist though, but I would like everyone to know that I have no affiliation with them. Nor do my views reflect their views. **Also, I bought the royalty-free license for my cover. Which means I can use it without having to pay royalties. If you have any questions, comment on my latest chapter or reach me on discord.

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I drew a blank on the way home, unable to come up with any ideas for a team name. 

Noah had finished sending out the texts to everyone on our small team and saw my look of distress. He looked at Zeke, who was now driving us home after lunch. "Zeke, why don't you help us? We don't know what the team name should be."

"I don't know either." Zeke said with honesty. "That's why I delegated that job to Jake."

"Must be nice to 'delegate'." Noah grumbled. 

"Perks of being the oldest." Zeke had a small smile as he drove us home. It was rare of him to make a joke. 

Noah pursed his lips to stop himself from smiling. "I'll just look up some ideas online." He typed away on his phone. 

When we got home in the afternoon, we spotted Mr. Atkins car out on the street. They were back. 

"Which Kyle do you think we'll see today?" Noah asked, sounding a little mean.