The next day, we were up at 6:00 am and went to Cracker Barrel before we headed to Savannah. We'll be spending the night in Atlanta.
"When we get to Iowa, how will we fit in Mary Anne's house?" I asked.
"I'm sure Richard will figure it out when we get there," said Dad.
"I do know she will want to see her friends there," I said.
"I think so, too," said Dad.
"Especially she won't be seeing them much," said Stacey.
In Savannah, I said, "Where are we stopping here?"
"We'll be spending the day at the mall," said Dad.
"Nice," said Stacey.
At the mall, we noticed it was huge.
"Wow! This is a big mall," said Mary Anne.
"It sure is," I said.
"Richard said we can do our own thing, but he'll text us when it's time to leave," said Dawn.
"Dad was just telling us that," I said.
"How far does he plan to let us know?" asked Claudia.
"About 10 minutes before," said Mary Anne.
"Okay," said Stacey.
"We'll probably be here for about an hour or two," said Kayla.
"I find it's fun when we go different malls," said Patti.
"I know," I said.
We were able to explore the whole mall. An hour later, Mary Anne's father texted her and he was ready to leave now.
"Already?" asked Marci.
"It seems we just got here," said Kathi.
"Time flies when you're having fun," said Dawn.
"Dad said we can get lunch from the food court on the way," said Mary Anne.
"Fine by me," said Marci.
That's what we did on our way out.
After we left, we went onto Atlanta.
"It's only two hours from here," said Dad. "We'll be staying at a campground. They have cabins, but we want to use our RVs."
"I don't mind cabins every once in awhile," said Claudia.
"Same," I said.
We arrived there about a few hours later.
"We'll be going to see a baseball game tonight," said Dad.
"Sweet," I said.
"We plan to eat there for dinner," said Dad.
"Sounds good," said Stacey.
"Also, Richard said we'll have time to do some activities when we get there," said Dad.
"Okay," I said.
At the campground, they checked in and went to park in the RV area. We went to go hang out and did some of the activities.
"What time is the game?" asked Stacey.
"7:00pm. We plan to leave by 5:00pm and doors open at 6:00pm," said Dad. "Plus, they got something planned for Carlos."
"Oh, yeah, he doesn't know that the manager invited him to be the pitcher and to see the players," I said.
"That's cool," said Claudia.
"But he have been acting lately when I did try to help practice when he tried to be the pitcher," I said.
That night, Dad and Mr. Spier took our vans and left for the baseball games. He wants to play on any team for any baseball or basketball.
When we got there, someone was there to greet him.
"Hi. You must be Carlos. I heard you're quite a baseball player," said a manager.
"Yes," said Carlos.
"I have a big surprise for you. I'm inviting you to be a pitcher tonight," said the manager.
"Uh, I just want to talk to my sister," said Carlos.
"Sure," said the manager.
He was pulling Mary Anne aside to talk to her.
"I'm not sure what to do. I just hate being the pitcher," said Carlos.
"Do whatever you feel comfortable doing," said Mary Anne. "It is your decision."
"I got a feeling it's Kristy who planned this," said Carlos. "I don't know what to say."
"I can help you with that," said Mary Anne. "Want me to tell her right away or want me to wait for you?"
"We can both do that, but I'll talk to her after the game," said Carlos.
After they had a little talk, Carlos went to the manager and said, "I decided to decline being the pitcher."
"I have no problem with that. You're still welcome to meet the players and watch them play if you'd like," said the manager.
"Sure," said Carlos.
We went inside.
"What does he mean he's not sure he wants to do that?" I asked getting confused.
"At least he gets to greet the players and watch them play," said Mary Anne.
"What did he say to you?" I asked. "I thought that's what he wanted to do."
"He did. He's thankful you helped him to do try outs, but he's terrible at being the pitcher. He had trouble pitching at the right spot without giving up home runs," said Mary Anne. "In fact, he asked the coach to be the catcher again."
"How come he went to you instead of me?" I asked.
"He knows I'm easy to talk to," said Mary Anne. "I suspect he didn't want to be rude or hurt your feelings. Plus, he asked for help, but he said he will talk to you about it after the game."
I knew what she was saying.
"Oh, I got it now," I said. "It's not rude when someone is honest about it."
After the game, Carlos came to me and said, "Kristy, can we talk?"
"Sure," I said.
"I admit I'm glad I did try something new, but that's why I declined the offer to pitch tonight's game," said Carlos.
I listened carefully on what he was telling me.
"Don't get me wrong I'm glad you helped me practice, but I'm not nuts doing that. I was afraid you'd think I'm ungrateful," said Carlos. "I like being catcher being."
"I understand," I said. "If you change your mind anytime, I'll be happy to help you."
"Deal," said Carlos. "Only if I decided to try pitching again."