Meri nazar baar baar uske shorts ke undar jhaank rahe they. Usne mujhe pakadliya par kuch boli nahi. Phir aise hum Hyderabad pahunch gaye. Wahan pahun...ch kar humne ek RTC bus pakdi. Hum dono bus mein khade hokar ja rahe they kyunki kafi bhid thi. Toh madhu just mere aage khadi thi. Support ke liye usne bus ke upar pakad rakha tha iske karan uska top jo tha who thoda uth gaya. Mujhe uska kamar dikhaai de raha tha Kya chikna tha tabhi bus wale ne break maari aur usko maine jhat se aage se pakad. “Wassamatta kid? Afraid of a monster like Bobby Wilson?” he asked. I didn’t want to answer, so I said nothing. “I’ve seen his kind a thousand times. Now that you got him thinking you are rattled, it’s time to send him a little chin scratcher.” Joe Baldwin grinned. “Go get ‘im, kid.” He patted me on the butt and walked off. Jack Baldwin returned to first base. “Throw the ball shoulder high, way inside. Then the next two pitches come at knee height over the inside half. We’ll catch him. I left the office, tie undone and stepped into the car to fight the inevitable traffic snarls on the short distance to home. To my surprise the journey home was incident free. Kerry landed in a little less than an hour which gave me that much time to freshen up. I spent ten minutes in the shower, five for a shave, and searched the wardrobe for ten minutes deciding what to wear. I knew I was cutting it short. Five minutes later the door bell chimed. I approached the intercom and pressed the. He could no longer enjoy those mornings. Charley walked slowly back to his bedroom. It had been a year since he last cried and he had promised himself no more but he was close to tears now. It was one thing to have your self-doubts and insecurities reinforced by the teasing and bullying of other kids, even on occasion your own sisters. It is a whole other level to hear your parents voice them also. Charley had thought he had made some progress. Seventh and eighth grade had been hell. The.