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As I pushed the door open, Shadow squeaked, “Um Coach, I forgot to take the clipboard out, could I maybe take it home and write up some notes from today’s session while its fresh in my mind?” “Oh sure, great idea, come in” I said, holding it open for her and closing it behind us. I led them back through the lounge and upstairs, turning east again through a door into a hall with two more bedrooms and a bathroom, two more and a lounge along the eastern side and a large room along the southern side, down an enclosed staircase down and out to the porch. She exhaled and grinned, “um…yeh…kinda naughty…wicked…um like all funny in my belly” she giggled. I told them I hoped to have new bats, balls and gloves before next Saturday…a rousing cheer and clapping from them. The girls finally found their voices, “fuck….how many were in this guy’s family!’ gasped Anne.