“It was her street, her neighborhood, her life. She knew that someday in the future it would not be hers anymore. But she would remember it, she would treasure it, she would miss it. She would hold it in her… — Mick Cochrane Copy Share Image
“It was her street, her neighborhood, her life. She knew that someday in the future it would not be hers anymore. But she would… — Mick Cochrane Copy Share Image
“The most important stuff, what was closest to the bone, was just what you never talked about. There were no words for it...The trivial… — Mick Cochrane Copy Share Image
“Molly wondered if these boys really loved baseball, the sound and smell of it, the rhythm of it, the leather and wood, the grass… — Mick Cochrane Copy Share Image
“Molly stood up. You made an error! She felt like saying. A bad throw. So what? It's a baseball game. A game. Who really… — Mick Cochrane Copy Share Image
