The Haunted Traveler Vol. 2 Issue 1

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But Marc Sweeney wasn’t going for the long ball; he
had a ballsy strategy of his own. His first bunt attempt fouled
off of his foot, but the second one landed between him and
the pitcher’s mound. Flaherty, who had a good lead at third,
made a break for home. The pitcher took the bait. Scooping
up the ball, Young threw to first. Sweeney was out easily, but
Jaskewicz — who was a lot faster than he looked — foiled
the Wildcat double-play attempt by successfully sliding into
second.
“All tied up with two outs,” Tom sighed, looking up
at the old Harne’s Pharmacy scoreboard.
Billy grimaced. “Déjà vu all over again.”
Tom watched the Warrior second baseman walk up to
the plate. “If Rebuth gets on base you gotta bring him home,
Billy.” He turned to Billy and there were tears in his eyes.
“You know I can’t.”
Billy did know. After Billy, Tom was next to bat. And
Tom hadn’t had a hit since mid-September. Billy nodded.
Without another word, he stood up and made his way over to
the on deck circle.
As Billy picked up his bat and gave it a warm-up
swing, Rebuth took a swing at the plate and missed. Strike
one.
“Wait for the pitch, Buth!” a Warrior shouted from
the dugout.
After a quick glance over his left shoulder to ensure
Jaskewicz wasn’t going to try and steal third, Young made
his second pitch. Rebuth made contact and sent the ball soaring
high above the third baseline. For a second, it looked like
it was going to stay fair, but the wind carried the ball foul as
it came in for a landing.
But from the on deck circle, Billy wasn’t following
the ball. At the moment, he was distracted by the Wildcat in
the outfield.
The Wildcat in the outfield who was distracted by