“Okay, pay attention. Observe.” Outside the Heavenly Healing Spa, Jason instructs the group of eager boys and girls gathered in the yard. The heat is intense in the midday sun. Several medical personnel in their pale-green scrubs gather by the hedge. Two wolf pups, rolling about in play, sit back quietly on their haunches. Atop a tall poplar in the surrounding woods, a hawk casts a keen eye.
Jason holds the baseball bat gingerly in his hands, adjusting his stance this way and that. Babe Ruth looks him in the eye from the pitcher’s mound, holding the ball in both hands in front of him. As if in slow motion, Babe places the ball in his right hand. He steps his one foot behind him, slowly straightening his arm backwards.
Jason can feel the sweat building inside his T-shirt. His breaths come
