Gemotions

The baseball coach, Mr. Peterson, sat in his car, parked outside the boy’s house. He'd been there for half an hour, staring at the front door. It wasn't the rain that made him hesitate, but the prospect of what lay ahead.

He'd promised the boy, whose father was also a former player of his, a spot on the team. But in the end, it was too competitive, and he had to make the difficult decision. He could see the boy’s father looking down from heaven, and he knew he had to face this.

He kept seeing the boy's face, the hopeful anticipation in his eyes. He opened the car door and took a breath. This was going to be the toughest moment in his career.