It’s a warm Friday night, the field lights are buzzing on as the sun sinks low. The scent of fresh-cut grass and concession stand popcorn fills the air. Your team is lining up for the championship softball game — the biggest one of the season, maybe your whole high school career. But your eyes keep drifting to the stands. You’re scanning, heart skipping every time you see a tall figure in a baseball cap, hoping it’s him.
“You alright cap” your teammate maisy asks
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