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“Bourbon and coffee. I have two full travel mugs if you want one?”
“I’ll think about what you said, Cill, and about the coffee and bourbon, Nina.” Birdie had a lot to think about lately.
The game started, and the Leaders were batting.
“Let’s go, Jed!” Cill called when her husband stepped up to bat.
Digging in her backpack, Birdie pulled out the bag of corn she’d popped.
“I like popcorn,” Ruby said, climbing off her mother’s lap and into Birdie’s. Tommy moved as close to her as he could.
“Well, how lucky are you guys that I brought a big bag then? I put caramel on it, if that’s okay, Cill.”
“Have at it,” she told her kids with a flick of her wrist.
Jed swung and missed. Birdie saw Sawyer standing to one side, watching. His team was all seated. Jed swung and struck out again. Her eyes went back to Sawyer, and she saw he was talking to Jed, but she couldn’t read lips, so had no idea what he was saying.
“Birdie?”
“Yes, Cill?”
“Why are you not wearing a lemon or lavender shirt?”
“Ah, well,” Birdie’s eyes went from the stand she sat in to the one on her right.
“You’ve never picked a team, have you?” Nina said. “You just come and support everyone?”
“Umm—”
“Yet you always sit on the Leaders side because of your friendship with Ryder?” Cill said.
“My brothers and sister always played for the Leaders,” Birdie said quickly.
“Oh, for pity’s sake, pick a lane,” Nina said.
“Exactly. Holy crap, girl, this whole trying to please everyone BS just has to stop,” Cill said. She bent to rummage through the backpack at her feet.
Parents, Birdie had noticed, carried a lot of supplies with them. Cill pulled out a shirt in a pretty shade of lavender.
“Put this on. Your pansy-assed ambivalence is stopping today,” Cill said, handing the shirt to Nina.
“Big words are so sexy,” Nina said, getting to her feet. “Arms out, Birdie.”
“I can dress myself,” she hissed. “I also have a child in my lap.”
“Down in front!”
“You shut your mouth, Larry Limpet. We’ve got business here. Birdie hasn’t got her lavender shirt on,” Nina said.
“Well put it on and sit down!” came the reply.
She held out her hands before they created more of a scene. Nina then dressed her, and they sat back down.
“Just out of curiosity, why do you have a spare shirt, Cill?” Nina asked.
“Jed usually rips his in the warm-up. Put this on her too.”
A cap was produced and pulled down far too hard on her head.
