"Hey, what's going on with you?" Noah waved a hand in front of my face. "Why are you staring down Coach and Zeke?"
I shrugged sheepishly. "Well, James came from the bullpen to speak with Coach."
"Yea, I saw that." Noah nodded, glancing at his oldest brother, who was now leaving Coach and the dugout. He was about to begin his at-bat. "Do you think he said something that Coach has to repeat to Zeke?"
"Kind of." I shrugged again. "I'm just curious, that's all."
Noah's gaze sharpened as he looked around from Zeke, to Coach, to the bullpen and back to Zeke. "Hmm. There'll be an opportunity to ask at some point. For now, let's just see what Zeke does at the plate."
I nodded and we both got comfortable in our seats. There wouldn't be much of a chance for either of us to bat this inning unless we score a few runs.
