We spent at least half an hour talking about the A's and what the playoff picture might look like. But with half of a season left to play, it was too soon to tell. Jeremy treated all of them nicely and it felt almost normal. Almost. Andy couldn't speak up at all, seemingly star-struck. Which was weird since he seemed pretty chill when I gave him an autographed baseball card by Jeremy.
As it got later, it was time for everyone to go. Zeke took the girls home, Julian and Andy left together, and Mr. Miller and Stu went their own ways as well.
We had already put a bag of clothes in the car before Jeremy and I went to see Dr. Moore, so we were ready to hit the road. Noah had Zeke take his baseball bag back so there wasn't anything extra to carry.
"You know what can't happen tomorrow?" Noah told me, excited. We both sat in the backseat together, leaving Jeremy alone up front in the driver's seat.
"Hm?" I raised an eyebrow.
