I parked beyond the outfield fence where you couldn’t see me.
I watched Ben hit a double in one. I watched him strike out twice in another and throw his helmet in the dugout. He gets that temper from you.
I should have walked closer.
I didn’t know how.
I’m sorry.

Aaron stared across the empty field.
“He was here?”
Claire nodded through tears.
Aaron laughed once, but the sound broke apart.
Then he cried.
“Three games.”
Noah sat beside him.