DC By the Book

Excerpt: I walk towards the Rose Recreational Center and the baseball diamond at the end of O Street. In the daytime Little Leaguers chase balls and each other and in the early evenings packs of dogs chase balls and each other, but this late, it’s just me. I round the bases before exiting on P Street where I stop, tempted by the playground’s shivering swings, but I’m not a kid anymore even if some days I sit and wish I was a kid again.