I sat on the bench watching the other boys play, my mind far away, two years in the past. The pitcher was quite good and there was talk that he was already being scouted by major league teams. I didn't play anymore but sometimes I thought back to when I did.
The boy collapsed onto the bench next to me, young, beautiful... Healthy, smiling a smile that belonged to an angel. His uniform was dirty, he wore my old faded ball cap, and he was as tall as I was, but more muscular. The top button of his shirt was undone revealing a long scar that stretched down his chest.
"Why do you look so glum?" Logan asked me, pulling at my hair.
"I was just thinking..."
"About things best forgotten no doubt," he said, leaning over and kissing me, hard, hungry. Somewhere in the back of my mind I could hear his teammates whistling and making catcalls but it didn't bother him. Nothing ever did. You see... While I was always looking into the past, Logan was looking into the future... Our future.. one that neither of us ever expected.
It had been last minute... Literally, that the transplant came through. As Logan had been dying below, a helicopter had been landing above, the paramedics inside, shoving a cooler into my father's arms, a cooler that held the heart that would save Logan's life.
I looked up at him. "Are you guys going out for pizza tonight?"
"I have a better idea," he told me leaning down and whispering something into my ear that made my face hot. "Let's go home Ellie."
End
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