It wasn’t my fault.

Okay, not totally my fault.

I mean, yeah, maybe I shouldn’t have been walking along the highway. But baseball practice ran late, and it was the shortest way home.

And, okay, maybe I should have been paying more (or even some) attention to traffic rather than tossing my ball and catching it. But next to no one drives that road at this time of day.

And I admit that maybe I shouldn’t have ran after my ball after I missed a toss and it rolled into the lane. But the guy in the Mazda was paying attention and hit the brakes in time. He stopped about a foot away from me.

Too bad for both of us the guy in the logging truck wasn’t paying as much attention to the road.