RayeS

    They let me play. It was hard to believe, but they did.  I was an awful player, but they didn't seem to mind too much.  Sure they took every opportunity to make a crack, but they let me play. They might put me in some obscure corner of the field, but they let me play. They even helped me. When I came up to bat Doug would often remind me of how to stand or hold the bat.    Letting me join their game was something they did pretty often, but this was the first time it was a big thing. They knew how bad I was at sports, they could all beat me hands down at basketball.    I thought I had lost my best friend when Charles moved in. That wa