“Did we just become best friends?” I asked, quoting the movie Step Brothers. She laughed. “No. Absolutely not. We aren’t even friends. We are just two people who come to the field once a week to vent, to talk, and to feel better with one another.” “That’s it?” “That’s all.” “Okay. I can get behind this secret society of two. Is this our first official meeting?” She held the bat out toward me. “It is.”
