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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As a team, we moved together towards the parking lot. Coach had sent out the address for the restaurant so everyone started to split away from the group, getting into their own cars.

Noah and I were last to the lot, moving slowly thanks to my swollen ankle. And maybe because of his back.

I glanced at him. "Does your back hurt still?"

Noah scoffed. "Just a bruise." He paused for a second and lowered his voice. "After tomorrow, we'll have a nice break. Probably no tournament until February. There'll be plenty of time to rest then."

I nodded, understanding what he was saying. I felt the same way. My ankle hurt, but it was still good enough that I can play on it.

"Where's Mom and Dad?" Kyle sighed, looking left and right in the parking lot. "They've been missing for so long already. Rhys and Zeke too." He glanced at me. "Have you heard from Jeremy since the end of our game?"

I shrugged. "I don't have my phone on me."

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