It wasn't my fault that nobody was hitting that day. I had the stuff. I had spent the whole off season working on my control, and it had paid off. My ...econd start against the Phillies, the game went a lot better. I struck out seven and pitched a complete game. My first and last complete game shutout. I was confident in my abilities and was sure that I'd have a long career as a pitcher for the Doves. Hell, I struck out Sherry Magee twice and he hit .331 that year. The fans gave me a standing. "I'm sorry was that too personal?"Christine looked at Janice. "No. It's just that I don't like talking much about my personal life. Let's just say I've had some hard times." I see. I can respect that," Janice answered placing her hand over Christine's.Christine felt her mouth go dry. Janice's soft hand was such a comforting feeling at that moment. Deep down Christine wanted to hold Janice's hand but she knew she had to stop thinking such thoughts.Janice removed her hand and ran her fingers. “Damn I got to get out of here”, I said to myself, walking back down to the hallway pass the office and lounge looking and listening for anyone who would still be here to let me out.I began to get hot with my coat on being the building as very well heated, taking it off I just carried as I continued to look for anyone at this point as I walked that hallway. I could not find anyone until I finally reached the last classroom that I heard talking. Looking in I could see a rather tall man who. I awoke in a cold sweat that was too frightening to accept, my heart was broken and my veins were filled a fiery rage, a cold shower later I was still shaking. After my first cup of coffee I started to feel a bit more grounded and when I saw the good morning text on my phone that I had become accustomed to receiving over the last few weeks, a smile came and melted away my lingering fear. Through electronic messages we had remained in almost constant contact, posing questions to learn more about.