Sherry went into her bedroom. The livable half, the light coming through the blue tarps, looked like it should be a seafood restaurant called The Mermaid Grotto, and it smelled like a lumberyard.

Chapter 1.

The Conference on Baseball in Literature and Culture is Friday!

One time, years ago, I started making a list of all the nicknames I had for the Hobe: Orangino. Hobey Wan. Clicks. Herr Mittenspiel. Grampy. Creamsicle. Tolstoy.

It’s not the pawprints themselves. …Well, it’s not JUST the pawprints themselves.

His name is Dan. He’s great.

I have a story in my head: Latin 5 must save a classmate who has been taken. Latin 5 does more than march through sanitized Catullus at this institution.

He put this to Kat, that the pranks of teenagers tended to reveal themselves. She came back with, Occam’s razor. The simplest explanation is the right one!

Mike knew, swore that the house wasn’t that cheap for no reason — come on, in Wellfleet? Kat said, of course it’s cheaper if you take it for the whole summer. You can’t get a …

Let’s go out to the lobby, and get ourselves a Couch Baron, again! John Ramos produced another fine film, Terms And Conditions May Apply, and I’m super-happy to plug this one, because 1) it’s a …