infatuation//the sandlot

September 10, 1984

Me and Benny got married once we turned eighteen, we had two kids, a girl and a boy. Chance, in memory of little Chance, he had died before he turned eleven which made me feel like shit for a month.

And we named the girl Judith, in memory of Benny's grandma. Benny made the big leagues, the gang went their own separate ways. We live in the Benny's first home, Jazmin lives across the street. In our old pink house.

She married Yeah-Yeah, had a boy recently, and still mourns her lost girl.

"C'mon Jackie, are we going to the water park or not?" Benny called from the front door. "Coming" I shout, I sigh smiling down at my computer, typing the last part of my story.

That was the amazing summer of 1962 that led me to Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez.
I press the power off button, this was the end of our adventure. But the beginning for someone else's.