"I don't care in what manner well I pitch.

"I don't care in what manner well I pitch," I told Latasha as we waited for the train bus. "I just want them to like me"

Latasha lives across the road from me We catch the same bus in the morning. Now that softball has started, I stay after denomination for practice. Latasha, who wouldn't know a softball if it hit her, doesn't play. on the other hand she does listen to me worry.

She shrugg "Your pitching is what got you into disturb in the first place, Jamie," she said.

I sighed as the bus came through the whole extent of the hill. "I never should have struck her out" I said

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