Take me out to the ball game 2/?
Disclaimer in part One
After an hour-long flight and the 20 min wait for a parking space Miss Parker, Sydney, Broots and Debbie finally reached Camden Yards. They found their seats on the upper level just as the last notes of the National Anthem died out.
"Okay boys, I am going to go find Jarod. Are you going to come along?" Miss Parker asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Actually Miss Parker I think I will stay here with Debbie, I really don't think she needs to see exactly what her daddy does." This was the longest statement out of Broots the entire day and Miss Parker's look of surprise mingled with disgust almost made him change his mind.
"Parker I'll go help you look for Jarod, I am sure someone has seen him, and if not I can atleast get something to drink."
And with that, Parker and Sydney began the hike around the Yards. Miss Parker began flashing her one photo of Jarod to every concessionaire and anyone that looked like they belonged to the staff of the Yards. Most of those that she asked gave her blank looks, and even when she brought out her sob story that the man in the picture was her brother; and their father was dying and asking to see him. All she would get was "well hope you find him, but I have never seen him."
"That's it Sydney I am going down to the dugout, maybe one of those over grown Little League players has seen him."
"Calm down Parker, I am sure that Jarod will make his reasons for binging us here known when he is ready. I really don't think going down to the dugout would be a wise choice; you could end up being thrown out of the park. Let's go back to our seats, maybe Broots has seen something or someone that would remind him of Jarod."
Miss Parker and Sydney were returning to their seats when they ran into Broots and Debbie.
"Miss Parker, my soda is flat, and Daddy is tired of going back, will you come with me?" Debbie looked up at Parker, so innocently that Miss Parker's only option was to nod.
"Yeah sure Debbie I need a drink badly. We'll be back in a bit, Syd, if you see any sign of Jarod..."
"Contact you...yes Parker I know."
And with that, Parker and Debbie left in search of a carbonated soda.
Disclaimer in part One
After an hour-long flight and the 20 min wait for a parking space Miss Parker, Sydney, Broots and Debbie finally reached Camden Yards. They found their seats on the upper level just as the last notes of the National Anthem died out.
"Okay boys, I am going to go find Jarod. Are you going to come along?" Miss Parker asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Actually Miss Parker I think I will stay here with Debbie, I really don't think she needs to see exactly what her daddy does." This was the longest statement out of Broots the entire day and Miss Parker's look of surprise mingled with disgust almost made him change his mind.
"Parker I'll go help you look for Jarod, I am sure someone has seen him, and if not I can atleast get something to drink."
And with that, Parker and Sydney began the hike around the Yards. Miss Parker began flashing her one photo of Jarod to every concessionaire and anyone that looked like they belonged to the staff of the Yards. Most of those that she asked gave her blank looks, and even when she brought out her sob story that the man in the picture was her brother; and their father was dying and asking to see him. All she would get was "well hope you find him, but I have never seen him."
"That's it Sydney I am going down to the dugout, maybe one of those over grown Little League players has seen him."
"Calm down Parker, I am sure that Jarod will make his reasons for binging us here known when he is ready. I really don't think going down to the dugout would be a wise choice; you could end up being thrown out of the park. Let's go back to our seats, maybe Broots has seen something or someone that would remind him of Jarod."
Miss Parker and Sydney were returning to their seats when they ran into Broots and Debbie.
"Miss Parker, my soda is flat, and Daddy is tired of going back, will you come with me?" Debbie looked up at Parker, so innocently that Miss Parker's only option was to nod.
"Yeah sure Debbie I need a drink badly. We'll be back in a bit, Syd, if you see any sign of Jarod..."
"Contact you...yes Parker I know."
And with that, Parker and Debbie left in search of a carbonated soda.