Tools of Ignorance: Lisa's Story
“Clanton - 2 - Tools of Ignorance - Lisa's Story @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter Fourteen Central Leatherstocking LISA SOMEHOW MANAGED to get a decent night’s sleep in the motel, and felt infinitely better when she woke on Saturday morning.“C’mon, slowpoke,” Lisa said to Marlee. “I need to be the first one on the bus so Coach doesn’t give me the hairy eyeball again.” She held the door to their motel room open.“Okay, okay.” Marlee grabbed her softball bag a...nd her small suitcase and slid past Lisa in the doorway. She looked up. “Oh, man. What a great day to play.”“I know. Blue skies, puffy white clouds that better not have a single drop of rain in them.”“Yeah, really.”The bus driver opened the door to the bus and let Lisa and Marlee in. Besides the driver, the bus was empty, and they made their way to their usual seats. Coach Spears stepped on the bus barely a minute later and looked surprised to see them. She winked at Lisa and then turned away to go over their schedule with the bus driver.The rest of her teammates trickled on the bus and within fifteen minutes they pulled up to the Binghamton Softball Complex.MoreLess
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