Monday, October 02, 2017
Neighborhood Softball League
A few girlfriends straggle in and
sit on the squat bleachers.
No wives yet.
They steer away from the old
sobbing woman.
“I’m dying of Cancer, and nobody
gives a shit!”
First Baseman, Hutsy, gives her
his chocolate milk.
“I need a straw!”
“Nobody needs a straw. Chug it
right down!”
“I’ll try.”
“You need a laugh? Watch me bat.”
Labels: Cancer, caring, empathy, neighborhood, softball
