I couldn't believe it. Not only was Jeremy here, with his, I mean our, uncle. But, it was actually his bat that I used for my first official homerun. In a championship game. This was something out of a movie.
"How'd you know he was going to need another wood bat?" Noah asked suspiciously.
Jeremy looked a little uncomfortable. "I read...what had happened to him. And knowing...how it could be. I figured it out pretty quick."
"Wow. Congratulations." Noah said sarcastically. "You deserve a prize for actually caring about what happened to your own blood brother." He rolled his eyes.
"Noah." Mrs. Atkins sighed. "Just give him a chance."
"I rather not." Noah shrugged. "Wouldn't want to be as hurt as Jake."
"Noah James." Mrs. Atkins said, exasperated.
"No, it's okay." Jeremy stopped the scolding Noah was bound to receive. "I get it. I made a lot of mistakes." He looked at me and gave a weak smile. "Baby steps. Right?"
