The Glove – Part 2

The Glove – Part 2

Saturday morning came and went and no baseball glove was anywhere in sight.  After rushing out to the empty porch in his pajamas early that morning, Teddy had thrown himself headlong onto the Diving Board and wailed his little heart out.  Mamaw sat next to him on the...
The Glove – Part 2

The Glove – Part 1

“Teddy!” Whenever my grandma called my cousin Teddy instead of his proper name, Theo, I knew something bad had happened or was about to happen.  Her head was out the screen door, plump neck stretched to scan up and down Third Street, short stubby bare feet hanging...