Nice summer evening , walls are newly painted . the paint fumes are irritating the huge crowd all in union booing little kid batting in the pitch . Mrs nora opens her window putting on her glasses and realization hit her at that very moment . Her son asks " why are people , shouting " . Mrs nora says " little Jacob is in strike " . She doesn't have any superpowers but from the booing she can tell from half km from stadium telling it is a monogamy . A women in late 30 s coughing , sneezing have tears in her eyes , is the only one cheering . Little boy is shaking but Jacobe has put on a brave heart and face today . Gale is about to pitch the ball no amount of frustration is in his face as if he knows the future the destiny of the ball . People are clearing the stadium . Jacob's mom can be seen folding her hand resting her mouth fear about what now will happen after ...
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