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I hope.”
    â€œFrench fries mostly,” Eric teased, glancing slyly at Cassie.
    â€œOh, I bet you really hate that, don’t you?” Kelly played along.
    Eric just grinned. Cassie, meanwhile, reached over and scavenged through Steve’s leftovers in a nearby white plastic container. Finding a limp French fry, she tossed it at Eric, who snatched it from the air and popped it into his mouth.
    â€œSteee-rike two!” the umpire called.
    â€œUh-oh,” Kelly said, turning her attention to the field.
    Just then a strong female voice called from the front of the bleachers, “Knock it out, Marty!”
    Kelly and friends looked down and saw friend Megan cheering her husband as she returned from the concessionstand. Other friendly cheers and shouts rose up. Marty was a dependable batter and a greased-lightning base runner. Kelly had seen him steal two bases in one inning on a regular basis. Fast feet.
    The ball flew from the pitcher’s hand, and Marty swung again. This time, he connected with a crack of the bat, and the ball soared up, up, and away. Kelly and everyone jumped up cheering as Marty was halfway to first base before the shortstop got to the ball. Down below, Megan was jumping up and down, French fries drifting to the ground.
    Plop
. The ball landed right in the shortstop’s glove. Marty was out.
    â€œAwwwwwwwww!” Cassie complained.
    â€œDarn it!” Lisa yelled.
    â€œBad luck,” Eric said, leaning back onto the bleachers. “Next time.”
    â€œYeah, next time,” Cassie echoed.
    Megan climbed over the bleachers and settled right in front of Cassie and Eric. “Who wanted the taco? Was it you, Lisa? And Cassie, here’s your hot dog.” Megan handed over the hot dog smothered in mustard and ketchup and relish. “Cassie, hand Lisa the taco, please.”
    â€œSure thing,” Cassie said before taking a big bite of the juicy-looking hot dog. She handed Lisa the paper-wrapped taco while she munched the big bite.
    Kelly caught Eric eyeing the tempting ballpark treat and was about to get one for him when Megan handed over another fully loaded dog. “Here you go, Eric. I always get an extra hot dog because I know someone will want it.”
    Eric’s face lit up. “Really? Gee, thanks, Megan!” Heeagerly accepted the scrumptious-looking treat. And like Cassie, didn’t waste any time before taking a huge bite.
    Kelly decided she couldn’t stand the temptation any longer. “Okay, that’s it. I have to have one of those,” she said, rising from the bleacher row.
    â€œIsn’t that Steve coming up to bat?” Lisa said, nibbling the edges of her taco. Compared to the fully loaded hot dogs, the taco was positively dainty.
    â€œI’ll cheer him on from the concession stand,” Kelly joked as she used her long legs to clear one bleacher row after another until she reached the ground. Her boyfriend, Steve, was settling into his stance.
    â€œOutta the park, Steve!” Kelly yelled as she headed for the concession stand. Then she noticed friend Jennifer and boyfriend Pete walking toward her. Jennifer held a container with soft drinks and Pete had a huge bag of popcorn. “Hey there, you two. Cassie said you were here at the game.”
    â€œYeah, we got stopped by Mimi and Burt. They were leaving early,” café owner Pete said.
    â€œThey’re going to take a day trip to Denver tomorrow,” Jennifer added. “Take some time to see a theater production maybe.”
    â€œThey offered to take Cassie to see her grandfather while there, but I didn’t want them to spend their time doing that. They deserve some time together,” Pete observed sagely.
    â€œDefinitely. Both of them are always working.”
    â€œHow’s the game going?” Pete asked, peering at the field. Steve had just popped a foul ball and was jogging back to home plate.
    â€œThey’re even right now,