Rocking Player

Baseball games are supposed to be fun, right? I got tickets to bring my son. Popcorn, soda and an easy day in the sun, but then I saw him. But Surprise! There's Michael. His last name is Irons. He plays major leagues and he's the father of my son. Every instinct told me to take our boy and run. I hadn't known his name or how to get in touch with him the past six years. Now not only does he see me in the stand, it takes him a glance at my boy and he knows the truth. It was like fate brought ...