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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"We did have to sacrifice a desk." Kyle added.

"It's okay." I spoke up. "I can do my homework at the kitchen table." I smiled at my collection of bats.

"I'm feeling restless." Noah grinned as he came over to run his hand over the bats. "I think we should go relax at The Cages tonight. It's been so long."

I looked to Dad to see what he would say.

Dad looked thoughtful as he studied me and Noah. "Hmm. How's the ankle, Jake? Noah, have you been kind to your back?"

"We haven't done anything at Grampa's." Noah said. "We were just light aches and pains. We've had plenty of time off. Come on, pleaseee?"

I rotated my ankle generously to show that it wasn't hurting me at all.

"I reject that idea!" Dave spoke up. He raised his right hand still in a brace. "If I can't have fun, you guys can't either."

"You'll get that off on Monday." Dad assured him. "If you don't want to go, we can do something different."

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