I gripped the microphone and looked at the producer who whirled one hand around the other.

microphone-and-hand cropped

“A hamster wheel?” I thought.

My armpits were spritzing.

Oh-yeahhh! A referee’s signal for traveling.

My thought process? Glacial.

The pounding on the window was one hint.

The scrawled message of Keep it moving!!!!!! on the back of the pizza menu was another.

Geez, though, did he really need six exclamation points?

“So,” I said into the mic. “How ’bout those Yankees!?”


 


TMH

Writer. Former teacher. Baker. Spoiler of dogs.

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