the machine…but still, she missed the pitch.
“Wow! That was so fast! I can barely see the ball. How fast was that?” Charlotte asked.
Isabel pointed to the digital display attached to the side of the batting cage.
“Seventy-five? Seventy-five miles per hour?” Charlotte asked incredulously.
“Avery was right. This is like major league or something,” Katani said. “Seriously.”
“Big League,” Kelley repeated with the same serious face and nod of the head. “Big League,” Kelley said again just as Avery smacked a line drive back toward the pitching machine.
“WOOOOO! WHOOOOOO!!!!!” Avery shouted, dropping her bat and jumping up and down.
“Nice job, kid,” said the man behind the fence.
The friendly crowd surrounding the batting cage gave her a smattering of applause.
“All right!” Avery high-fived toward a couple of the more enthusiastic onlookers.
Kelley scrunched her eyebrows together, raised her arm and yelled, “Thank you Boston!” Even Katani had to laugh. Avery and Kelley continued to jump around.
Finally Katani said to the both of them, “It’s time to settle down now!”
“Did you see him?” Maeve asked, rushing up as Avery turned back to try to hit a few more balls.
“Marty?” Kelley asked. “Did I see Marty?”
“No! Robbie Flores!” Maeve said, putting a hand to her forehead and pretending to swoon.
“Who?” Katani asked.
“That baseball player, the one that Avery was going on and on about this morning. He was just here. Right here! He’s soooo dreamy! I think he might still be nearby signing autographs or something,” Maeve gushed, looking frantically around.
“Marty!” Kelley yelled. “Where’s Marty?”
“He’s around here somewhere, Kelley,” Katani turned to Maeve. “Where’s Marty?”
“Yeah,” Charlotte asked, examining the crowd with her reporter’s eye. “Where IS Marty?”
“Wait, wait! I’m not finished. Wait until you hear this—this is the best part!” Maeve protested.
“MARTY! MARTY! Where are you?” Kelley yelled.
“You have to hear the story. Robbie Flores was sitting right there on the bench under the tree and there were tons of people around. He was signing autographs, and suddenly he stops writing, looks up, and smiles right at me! I turn to see if he’s looking at someone behind me, but there is no one there. He was actually smiling at me. ME!”
Charlotte just shook her head. “Maeve, you are a wonder.”
Kelley tilted her head back and yelled out “MARTY!” at the top of her lungs again.
“Shhhh,” Katani said. She tugged on Kelley’s arm, but that only seemed to make her louder.
“And…” Maeve paused dramatically, “…and then he winked. ROBBIE FLORES WINKED AT ME! Moi .”
Kelley threw back her head and yelled at the top of her lungs, “MARTY!”
“So much for keeping a low profile,” sighed Katani.
“Don’t worry about it, Katani,” Charlotte reassured her friend. “We understand.”
Katani gave her a grateful smile.
“Maarty!” Kelley shouted once more.
At the final scream, Marty popped his head out of Avery’s sports bag with Happy Lucky Thingy sticking out of his mouth. He gave a little growl, which was muffled by the ever-patient Happy Lucky Thingy.
“Marty?” Kelley asked, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.
Marty began wiggling faster and faster until at last, he popped right out of the duffle bag, which had been lying next to the batting cage.
“Marty! There he is!” Kelley cried happily.
Marty made a beeline for the girls. Before he could reach them, a squirrel bolted across his path. In a flash, Marty turned and dashed after it.
Off and running, his little legs were a blur of motion. With Happy Lucky Thingy sticking out of both sides of his mouth, the leash bounced along behind him like an unhappy snake on a hot skillet.
“Marty?” Kelley said softly, her mind not comprehending the situation at first. “MARTY!”
Kelley’s arms and legs