Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

masks.

But something had changed.

Kids lingered.

Not because they were forced.

Because they didn’t want to go back to the hallway noise yet.

Maya walked up to me when the room thinned.

She stared at the baseball on the desk, then looked at me.

“Did he really say that?” she asked.

I nodded. “Every word.”

She chewed on her lip. “What happened to the ball?”

I hesitated,continue reading …