Gimme at least three good innings, hear? Five'd be better. Wanna rest some people y'know"I nodded, sought out the big catcher, and he and I sat with t...e pitching coach, a grizzled old National Leaguer who still chewed Red Man tobacco. We went over the Braves' line up."Now don' let that smart-ass bastard beat you," the coach said, meaning the shortstop who had won the batting crown two of the last three years and could show off a World Series' ring if he wanted to, and he often did.Bigger. I'm not in themood for your sass or bullshit this morning."I sighed. Starting a fight would only delay my departure. "Yes, Daddy.I am going out to meet Gina and Karen at the mall."His eyes narrowed suspiciously. "The mall? You got money for shopping?"There was a hungry look in his eyes. "How much?"I shook my head. "No, sir," I said, staring at him. "You got your cutthe other night. Not my fault you spent it all on wining and diningsome tramp." Watch your mouth, Stephanie," he said, pointing his. This was a far cry from crossing the quadrangle to the privy in all weathers at the Convent. She wondered why she had such splendid accommodations, since she was there as a punishment. Returning to the other room, she was just going to say her nightly prayers before lying down for the night when there was a tap on the door. Sister Lucia opened it and a very young girl stood there."The Master says I am to fetch the smock and the sandals, Sister," she said, curtseying.Sister Lucia was taken aback. I have connections now and a girl will be stopping by the bus to pick you up. The cover stories will range from shopping to just a lunch date as friends,’ he explains, my throat contracting as I struggle to breathe. ‘I-I understand,’ I nod, feeling more trapped than ever. ‘Good girl. I will drive you where Ben picked you up a while ago. You will walk back to the bus and explain you needed space. Oh! Before I forget, I have camera programmed on your clothes and places all around the bus. I even.