I think about what my three cousins, who are Aunt Rebecca’s children, will turn out like: one girl and two boys.
I get sad, too, because I think that the one girl will probably end up like my aunt Rebecca, and the one boy will probably end up like his dad.
The other boy might end up like my dad because he can really play sports, and he had a different dad than his brother or sister.
My dad talks to him a lot and teaches him how to throw and hit a baseball.
I used to get jealous about this when I was a little kid, but I don’t anymore.
Because my brother said that my cousin is the only one in his family who has a chance. He needs my dad, and I guess I understand that now.
My dad’s old room is very much the way he left it, except more faded.
There is a globe on a desk that has been spun a lot, and there are old posters of baseball players.
And old press clippings of my dad winning the big game when he was a sophomore.
I don’t know why, but I really understood why my dad had to leave this house.
When he knew my grandma would never find another man because she was through trusting,
and would never look for anything else because she didn’t know how.
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색