After denying Mitchell the chance to catch for the twins tomorrow, he contacted his dad to arrange a pick up. We gave him some water to hydrate and hung out a little longer until his dad showed up in the driveway. We waved and watched him go.
"You know..." Dave looked at Noah, a little suspicious. "If we don't play with Mitch tomorrow, he won't be able to catch for us again for another week and a half?"
Noah shrugged. "So? You're here most of August." He nonchalantly headed for the stairs. "I've got to go change into my softball shirt. Jake, come on."
I obediently followed.
"Hold it." Dave's demand made me stop. Noah too. "Shouldn't you be explaining this pool party to me? I just passed out on pitching to a great workout partner."
Noah shrugged. "Alisha invited the team for a pool party on Friday. Zeke still has to focus on his online class so I thought it would be nice of us to get out of the house. Julian and Andy might go too."
