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I do what I’ve trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher’s mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.

Barry Lyga

…She’s not buying [the lie], but there’s nothing else on the shelves.
BARRY LYGA

Buying Lying Shelves
If I think she’ hot and it turns out she’s a psychopath, then what does that say about me? I’m totally not ready for that kind of therapy.
BARRY LYGA

Hot Ready Thinking Totally
Are you stalking me, Mr. Fulton?” The idea both amused and horrified Jazz.
BARRY LYGA

Ideas Jazz Stalking
He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he’s tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend’s hair. Ever.
BARRY LYGA

Girlfriend Hair Running
I don’t know and I don’t care anymore. I was supposed to have my way for once, just once in my life. I did everything right and I got nothing for it. I want to kill them all. no, better yet, I want to die. No, even bettter than that: I want to kill them all then die.
BARRY LYGA

Care Want Way
Sometimes hope could be the most frightening thing in the world.
BARRY LYGA

Frightening Sometimes World
And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.
BARRY LYGA

Alone Happen Magic Next Thinking
Jazz hadn’t given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he’d told her enough that she knew it wasn’t hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.
BARRY LYGA

Cutting Flower Heart
This is why I forgive, but I don’t forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn’t mean anything anymore.
BARRY LYGA

Forget Forgiving Mean
Anger and hatred, when left unfed, bleed away like air from a punctured tire, over time and days and years. Forgiveness is stealth.
BARRY LYGA

Air Bleed Day Hatred Over Time Years
(Man, I wish life had emoticons, you know? So that when your dad pisses you off you could like click a mental button or something and just show him one of those rolleyes. That would rock) Anyway.
BARRY LYGA

Dad Men Rocks
Anger was a waste of time and energy. Anger was useless.”Anger” was the label given to the emotion that accomplished nothing.
BARRY LYGA

Energy Labels Useless
At the end of the day, it’s a series of individual challenges played out against a team defense. It’s a psersonal test every time I step into the batter’s box: Can I do better than the last time? And that’s why I love it.
BARRY LYGA

Challenges Day End Team
It’s not an easy choice, but that’s OK. Easy doesn’t equal good. Difficulty doesn’t equal bad. It’s just life, is all.
BARRY LYGA

Choices Easy Life
I just have an allergic reaction to lung cancer. Gives me tumors.
BARRY LYGA

Cancer Giving Reactions
You don’t swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.
BARRY LYGA

One Swings Hit

I do what I’ve trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher’s mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.

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I do what I’ve trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher’s mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.

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