Article March 16, 1981 ISSUE

Nothing is lost

Rick Bruner

I had just finished an after-school class and was digging through my locker. I picked up the $17 baseball glove I had just got and walked out of school to my bike. I unlocked the chain and left for home. Later, I was having a milkshake when I suddenly felt that I'd forgotten something. Then I remembered my glove. Had I brought it home? I checked, and it wasn't anywhere in the house. Then I remembered I had put it down when unlocking my bike at school. I made a dash for the door and started riding to school.

When I got there, my glove was gone. I asked some people playing baseball if they had seen it, but they said no. Tears were flowing out of my eyes as I rode home. I told my mom what had happened. She asked if I wanted her to call a Christian Science practitioner. I said, "OK."

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