July 16, 2010

Drabble #47

Prompt: A summer sport

We don’t complain about the heat anymore, because we learned long ago that you might as well complain that the sky is blue. Rather, we suffer in silence, spread our blanket out along the grass on the shady third-base side, spend too much money on bottled water (the minor leagues are only cheaper when it comes to ticket prices), and settle down to watch the game. As the temperature cools to something tolerable, we touch hands, then arms, then finally curl up against each other, watching the hopefuls with major-league aspirations as they play their way into the Texas night.

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