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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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He finished and again got up and dug out another coin. 

"Come on, man." A guy called out. "You've been in there for six turns now. Let the rest of us have a chance."

The catcher inside merely glanced at the guy, then put his coin in. He then put his mask down and got set again to start catching.

"Shit. This is ridiculous." The guy cursed and left, heading inside. 

I flinched and leaned towards Zeke as the guys passed by us. 

Zeke switched his bat to his other hand, letting me encroach his personal space. He gave my back a light pat. "It's fine." He gestured to the 90mph cage. "You want to just move on?"

I nodded. We were just here to swing the bat. I wasn't set on any particulars that had to be done. We moved on. There was only a person or two near the 90mph cage and we got in pretty quick. Zeke first. Then me.