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Authors: D. Camille
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and looked her over in practice clothes.
“Hello Millie,”
She smiled. “Hi Henry.”
“Am I late?” he asked.
Millie shook her head. “No, I decided to wait out here to avoid Maggie.”
He nodded. “Are you ready to go?”
She agreed and he grabbed the bat, ball and gloves she had sitting next to her. When she stepped down from the porch, Henry stood looking down at her.
“Are you happy to see me?” he whispered.
Millie nodded watching him as he lowered his head to hers. “Yes?” he asked.
“Yes…” she answered.
“I’m happy to see you too Millie,” he said before briefly touching his lips to hers.
Henry lifted his head and she opened her eyes slowly. Taking her hand, he walked her to the vehicle and opened the passenger door for her. While she settled inside, Henry placed the items on the back seat then took his spot in the driver’s seat of the Lincoln Continental Coupe.
Henry started the car then turned on the radio station that she liked before driving to the field. Millie sat back in the supple seat and enjoyed both the ride and the company. She began to sing along to the Motown hits as he drove.
Laughing, she looked over at him as he parked the car. “Sing with me Henry! With that voice, I know you can sing.”
The intro to “My Girl” by the Temptations began to play and Henry turned to her. Before Millie knew what happened, Henry was giving lead singer, David Ruffin a definite run for his money. When he hit the second verse, all she could do was stop and stare at him.
I've got so much honey
The bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
Well, I guess you say
what can make me feel this way
My girl, Talkin bout my girl
My girl
Henry took her hand during the break then finished with a flourish.
I don't need no money, fortune or fame
I got all the riches baby, one man can claim
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl…
When he ended, Henry took her hand and kissed her palm. “You’re my girl Millie?” he asked.
Millie leaned over to his seat and kissed him softly. “Yes sir, Henry Patterson.”
“Let’s play some baseball,” he told her.
Henry and Millie made their way to the field holding hands and carrying the equipment. Henry had removed his work shirt and now stood clad in his white T-Shirt and work pants. He headed to the mound with one of the gloves and a softball while Millie went to the plate.
She looked serious as she got in her familiar stance. Henry watched her poke out her butt as she lifted the bat and smiled. “Ready?” he called and she nodded.
He wound up and threw a ball that sailed past Millie before she could even swing. It hit the back fence and Millie frowned at him. “We don’t throw that fast,” she complained.
“Get the ball Millie,” Henry instructed and she turned and retrieved it then threw it back to him.
Henry wound up again and threw the ball. This time Millie managed to swing but missed it entirely. She hit her bat against the ground. “You’re throwing too fast Henry.”
“If you can hit these, hers will look slow.” He told her. “Now get the ball please.”
Millie frowned harder while getting the ball and throwing it back to him. He caught it solidly in his glove and waited for her to get into her stance.
“Relax and watch the ball Millie,” he said preparing for the pitch.
Ten pitches later and Millie still hadn’t connected with the ball. “I don’t think this was a good idea,” she yelled to him after getting the ball yet again.
Henry walked over to the plate. “You’re thinking too hard.” He handed her the ball. “Pitch it to me. Let me show you.”
He watched her walk out to the mound and turn to him. Millie looked at his stance at the plate and the determination in his brown eyes. “Pitch the ball,” he called to her.
Millie wound up and sent the pitch. She heard the crack of
“Hello Millie,”
She smiled. “Hi Henry.”
“Am I late?” he asked.
Millie shook her head. “No, I decided to wait out here to avoid Maggie.”
He nodded. “Are you ready to go?”
She agreed and he grabbed the bat, ball and gloves she had sitting next to her. When she stepped down from the porch, Henry stood looking down at her.
“Are you happy to see me?” he whispered.
Millie nodded watching him as he lowered his head to hers. “Yes?” he asked.
“Yes…” she answered.
“I’m happy to see you too Millie,” he said before briefly touching his lips to hers.
Henry lifted his head and she opened her eyes slowly. Taking her hand, he walked her to the vehicle and opened the passenger door for her. While she settled inside, Henry placed the items on the back seat then took his spot in the driver’s seat of the Lincoln Continental Coupe.
Henry started the car then turned on the radio station that she liked before driving to the field. Millie sat back in the supple seat and enjoyed both the ride and the company. She began to sing along to the Motown hits as he drove.
Laughing, she looked over at him as he parked the car. “Sing with me Henry! With that voice, I know you can sing.”
The intro to “My Girl” by the Temptations began to play and Henry turned to her. Before Millie knew what happened, Henry was giving lead singer, David Ruffin a definite run for his money. When he hit the second verse, all she could do was stop and stare at him.
I've got so much honey
The bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
Well, I guess you say
what can make me feel this way
My girl, Talkin bout my girl
My girl
Henry took her hand during the break then finished with a flourish.
I don't need no money, fortune or fame
I got all the riches baby, one man can claim
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl…
When he ended, Henry took her hand and kissed her palm. “You’re my girl Millie?” he asked.
Millie leaned over to his seat and kissed him softly. “Yes sir, Henry Patterson.”
“Let’s play some baseball,” he told her.
Henry and Millie made their way to the field holding hands and carrying the equipment. Henry had removed his work shirt and now stood clad in his white T-Shirt and work pants. He headed to the mound with one of the gloves and a softball while Millie went to the plate.
She looked serious as she got in her familiar stance. Henry watched her poke out her butt as she lifted the bat and smiled. “Ready?” he called and she nodded.
He wound up and threw a ball that sailed past Millie before she could even swing. It hit the back fence and Millie frowned at him. “We don’t throw that fast,” she complained.
“Get the ball Millie,” Henry instructed and she turned and retrieved it then threw it back to him.
Henry wound up again and threw the ball. This time Millie managed to swing but missed it entirely. She hit her bat against the ground. “You’re throwing too fast Henry.”
“If you can hit these, hers will look slow.” He told her. “Now get the ball please.”
Millie frowned harder while getting the ball and throwing it back to him. He caught it solidly in his glove and waited for her to get into her stance.
“Relax and watch the ball Millie,” he said preparing for the pitch.
Ten pitches later and Millie still hadn’t connected with the ball. “I don’t think this was a good idea,” she yelled to him after getting the ball yet again.
Henry walked over to the plate. “You’re thinking too hard.” He handed her the ball. “Pitch it to me. Let me show you.”
He watched her walk out to the mound and turn to him. Millie looked at his stance at the plate and the determination in his brown eyes. “Pitch the ball,” he called to her.
Millie wound up and sent the pitch. She heard the crack of
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