Mary hurried to the sports field just beyond the gym. From afar she could see a softball field and a baseball field. It was easy to tell which was which, and she strode to the baseball field, happy to see they didn't have an away game or something.
But once she got to the field, she froze. She didn't know who to reach out to or where to begin. It'd be rude to interrupt the practice, yet she felt impatient to try and get some answers. She concluded that she could just speak with all available coaches after practice. One of them should remember Jake.
The middle school practice wasn't as long as a high school's practice, however by the time they were done, Mary felt hot and possibly sunburnt, but she persevered.
The players started to pack up and leave, causing her to make her move. She approached the nearest looking Coach. "Hi, my name is Mary Atkins, and I was wondering if I could ask a few questions."
The man raised an eyebrow. "Pertaining to what?"
