The Zippity Zinger #4 (2010)
The Zippity Zinger #4
“Robert Upchurch was there, too, for no particular reason except that he always gloms on to us and we can never shake him.
“Robert,” Frankie said. “Go home.”
“I’m on the Yellow Team, too,” Robert said. “I have a right to be here.”
“You’re in the Triple C Competition,” Ashley said. “Look around, Robert. This is a baseball diamond.”
“Actually, it’s a softball diamond,” said Robert. “A baseball diamond has to meet regulation measurements. Would you like me to tell you what those are, because I have... committed them to memory.”
“No,” we all said at once.
“Another time, maybe,” Robert said. He saw Nick McKelty approaching, and he knew this was no time for nerd talk. I give him credit for shutting his mouth.
McKelty came lumbering up, his big feet slapping the pavement like clown shoes. He smiled, not in a friendly way, and I could see his after-school snack hanging from the corners of his mouth. It looked like chocolate pudding, or maybe butterscotch.MoreLess
“Robert,” Frankie said. “Go home.”
“I’m on the Yellow Team, too,” Robert said. “I have a right to be here.”
“You’re in the Triple C Competition,” Ashley said. “Look around, Robert. This is a baseball diamond.”
“Actually, it’s a softball diamond,” said Robert. “A baseball diamond has to meet regulation measurements. Would you like me to tell you what those are, because I have... committed them to memory.”
“No,” we all said at once.
“Another time, maybe,” Robert said. He saw Nick McKelty approaching, and he knew this was no time for nerd talk. I give him credit for shutting his mouth.
McKelty came lumbering up, his big feet slapping the pavement like clown shoes. He smiled, not in a friendly way, and I could see his after-school snack hanging from the corners of his mouth. It looked like chocolate pudding, or maybe butterscotch.MoreLess
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