Noah didn't have to pull me in a wagon on Saturday morning. Instead, we were both woken up at dawn and told to load up the car.
"Are we going to the park already..?" Noah yawned.
"Yes." Zeke answered.
"What about the girls?" Noah got in the front.
I got in the back and propped my leg up.
Zeke had put a grocery bag beside me and got in the driver's seat. "Julian said he would do it for me this morning. But in exchange, we're going to pick up Andy." He started to drive.
We made our first stop at Julian's to pick up Andy. He showed his usual serious face as he took in the look of my leg. "Will you be fine?"
I nodded. "Just a bruise."
He nodded. "Good. When do you think you can play again?"
I shrugged. "A week or two."
"He probably take two weeks off." Zeke told him. "Just to be sure. Rushing back to play softball is a foolish decision."
