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 had put the broken pieces of my bat back in my bag and relaxed on the bench with Noah.

Noah glanced at my bag. "You're going to keep the pieces of that bat?"

I shrugged. "I've kept the others."

"But those held some significance to you."

"I think they all do." I told him. I didn't want to throw any of them away. I can never go back to an aluminum bat. No amount of healing can make me forget how I almost died. The wood bats saved this sport for me. It just feels wrong to throw them away.

"Well, I guess you could start marking how and when each one broke." He suggested. "That would be pretty cool. I don't know if I have that many empty shoeboxes though."

"I'd like that." I grinned, and looked towards Bryce who just got another strikeout to end the inning. "Bet Bryce would not."

"Nah, he totally would." Noah laughed. "He'd probably take pride in that. Let's ask him after the game."

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