When Roxie frowned over at him, Matt felt his cheeks heat up. Had he said that out loud?
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Vic’s team must’ve put in a little more practice time than Matt had realized—they were good. By the bottom of the sixth, they were in the lead by four runs, and the opposing team began to realize Vic was their secret weapon. Whenever he came out of the dugout and grabbed one of the practice bats, a collective groan seemed to go through the other team, and the outfield moved back as far as they could. It didn’t help much. With Vic’s super strength behind each swing of the bat, the ball routinely hit the scoreboard or flew over the fence out of the park. Once it was followed by the sound of a windshield shattering in the parking lot. Another time it took out one of the lights illuminating an ad
