BOOK THREE: TAILGATES & FIRST DATES, LOCALS #3
I glance at my phone one more time—she texted again.
MadisonI want to be a fly on the wall of bullpen 2nite. World Series (baseball emoji). have fun! (heart emoji) you
I glance around the locker room to ensure no one's watching. I don't want the guys to have fodder for teasing.
Me: wish you were here (heart emoji) you
I'm beginning to worry. if I'm this nervous for game one, how nervous will I be when I am the starter in games four and seven? I turn my cell phone off then tuck it into my suit jacket in my locker. I kiss my index finger and press it to my favorite picture of Madison. In profile, she's looking at me and laughing on the tailgate of my truck near the start of our senior year.
I miss her laughter, and I miss her attendi
