Quotes from Alison Cragin Herzig

But if you happen to see Owen Zabriskie tomorrow, shake his hand for me." "Okay, but Aunt Esther..." "What?" Emma cupped her hand over the phone. "I was just wondering. About Mom. Did you really tell her she was a good player?" "Yes, I did," Aunt Esther said. "It was a terrible lie. She was the worst player I ever saw in my whole life." "She catches and throws just like a chicken," Emma whispered. "I know.

So I'm coming, like it or not." "You can't. You've got to get out." "Make me," Joe said. "Okay, kids," Mr. Benson settled himself behind the wheel. "Game time. Everybody ready to go?" "I'm ready," Emma said. "Can we drop you anywhere, Joe?" "No," Joe said. "I'm coming with you. Mike invited me." Mr. Benson turned around and stared at Michael. "You want to tell me what's going on here?" he said.

Anything else?" asked Owen. "Well," Emma said. "There's my aunt Esther. She lives in New York City, but she still roots for the Pioneers. She said to say hello." "You say hello back from me," Owen said. "And you can give her this." He pulled off his cap. "That's all I've got, except for my shoes.

Hey, Emma," Ben called. "Owen Zabriskie got a couple more hits last night. Did you watch the game?" "Most of it," Emma said. "When you're hot, you're hot," Spike said. Emma nodded. She wished she could get hot. Or even a little bit warm. She wondered if Owen Zabriskie had ever struck out eight times in a row.