Make it to me.

Part 18

Micah POV

I asked Lucas if he wanted me to pitch for him and he had jumped up excited, saying yes.

The kid was good, I remember playing little league at his age and being nowhere near as good as him.

He hit almost every single ball I threw at him and when he threw the ball back I could feel the force behind it.

I was impressed.

I see him look behind me and I turn too.

Running towards us is a man with brown hair, he's wearing shorts, a Garrison College sweatshirt and running shoes.

Lucas walks over to him and the man bends over trying to catch his breathe.

"I needs to start working out more Lukie, I'm about to pass out."

Lucas looks at him, he reaches into his bag and passes him a water bottle.

"Here."

Is it his dad? They look nothing alike. Lucas has blonde curls while the man has dark brown straight hair. The man has brown eyes and darker skin too, if I ever saw them together I'd never guess they were related.

The man drinks from the bottle and I stand there a few feet away. He looks up and finally seems to notice me.

"Who are you?"

I walk over to shake his hand

"I'm Micah Adams sir, nice to meet you."

The man shakes my hand and looks at me suspiciously.

"Never seen you around here."

He seems to have a cold attitude

"I just moved here a few months ago sir, I go to Garrison college. I'll be playing football there next year."

At this, his whole demeanor changes.

"No way! Welcome to town young man. My son used to play there and my daughters boyfriend does too."

His mood change catches me off guard and I decide I don't like him.

He doesn't even question why a stranger is playing with his kid but he welcomes me with open arms when I tell him I throw a football around at the college?

"I found Lucas here batting in the cages and tossed the ball with him a bit, hope you don't mind."

He shrugs

"Nah, I should be thanking you! I got distracted with the TV, ended up passing out, you know how it is" he jokes.

I nod my head.

No I don't know how it is, I want to tell him. Your kid is upset at a park waiting for you all alone while you watch TV.

"My daughter woke me up, I swear she's gonna kill me one day. I have the worst memory, she gets upset when I forget to practice with Lukie."

Rightfully so, I wanna tell him.

"Anyway, I'm Frank. Thanks for throwing the ball with Lukie, I'll take it from here."