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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V3 ch268 @ Quincy HS (2)

We changed sides and went out for the bottom of the second inning. Robbie started with the cleanup hitter. On a 2-2 count, the batter made contact, hitting a hard grounder up the middle, closer to my side. I took three steps and stretched out my left across my body. The ball went off the palm of my glove and rolled to Noah. Noah picked it up, but no throw could be made to get the out at first.

I slowly straightened up and heard the claps and cheers of the home team.

"Tough play to make." Noah came over to say.

I sighed. "Don't worry. I'm not going to panic." I knew why he came over. I didn't have a good track record when it came to making errors and freaking out afterwards. I was more mad at myself at the moment. I had been practicing grounders for the last two days; why did I mess up now?

"Don't mind." Robbie had stepped off the mound and showed his glove towards us.

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