Leo’s cheeks flushed. "It's not baseball. It's rounders. It’s what baseball came from."
Maeve picked up her hardball, white with red stitches. "Ours is like a rock. We need big leather gloves or we'd break our fingers."
Leo had just moved from London to Boston, and he was nervous. His new class was having a "Sports Heritage Day," where everyone brought in their favorite piece of sporting equipment.