Something was holding him back, something was telling him to wait a little longer, that he was not totally confident in their future together, for he ...hought that if she returned they would marry in short order and have a family, and then there would be no going back. He was certain, and it was a sure and powerful conviction, that moving her back was an irrevocable act on his part. That was it. That was why he was holding back, he wasn’t yet sure enough about her commitment.He felt satisfied. He smiled encouragingly and mimed swinging the bat. Easy for him, standing there in the third base box. I stepped back into the batter's box. I didn't bother taking a practice cut.The pitcher sent me another fast ball on the outside corner, and I fouled it off. The next pitch was perfect, middle of the plate belt high, but all I managed to do was to foul it back, bouncing it off the catcher and the umpire. This was getting ridiculous.I was hitting good last year. And fair to middlin' in. When I was a teen age guy and had a few girls, Robin was the sister I would want to talk to about those things, like what to get her for her birthday and how to fix up a screw-up, most likely caused by me and my awk- ward attempts to get into her panties.My sister Robin was rather annoyed I went to her friends house and planned on asking her out, not that that was a bad thing but when her Mom asked me in as it was over ninety degrees out there, I saw her gold half-square style glasses which. “We just thought you should know. So, bye for now.”I nodded to let Rose know that she could press the ‘end’ button which she did with shaking hands. She finally let her hands sink down, somehow keeping hold of the phone and not dropping it to the floor. But I wasn’t finished yet. We needed to eat, and a pizza delivery would be just fine as I was in no mood to cook and I was unsure of Rose’s abilities in the kitchen.“Look under ‘P’ for pizza,” I told her, “what’s your favourite?”As she scrolled.