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The Hitting Zone

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted. Instagram: @writerhalf_empty https://www.patreon.com/half_empty ~~The Last Curve can be found there, a short story about Rhys Please read on Webnovel! **Names, faces, and places aren’t real. A work of fiction. Nonetheless, it is my work of fiction so please don’t post it without permission. *I have used school names that do exist though, but I would like everyone to know that I have no affiliation with them. Nor do my views reflect their views. **Also, I bought the royalty-free license for my cover. Which means I can use it without having to pay royalties. If you have any questions, comment on my latest chapter or reach me on discord.

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Dad showed up after we got settled in our seats around the kitchen table. 

"Cookies before dinner?!" He said in mocked surprise. "Are you really their mother?"

Mom, who was holding a cookie herself looked a little guilty. "It's been a quiet week with all of them gone. Dessert before dinner is fun every once in awhile."

"We should have dessert as an appetizer every day!" Noah grinned as he bit into his second cookie already. 

Mom glared at him. 

"Ha. Ha. Just kidding..." Noah looked down at his cookie and mumbled. 

Dad looked at me. "How was it? Did you boys have fun?"

I nodded. 

"Did you show off your batting skills?" Dave asked. 

I nodded again. 

He laughed. "I bet they all hated you."

"That's not true!" Noah exclaimed. He looked at me and assured me that they didn't hate me. "Don't listen to him. The guys didn't hate you."

I hesitated. "Well...I think some of the guys on my team hated me."