The Mysterious Person By: Avery E. Whalen Chapter 1: Wiffle Ball and a Whisper The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the dusty baseball diamond, painting the scene in a warm, golden light. A game of wiffle ball was in full swing, a joyful chaos that was a cherished summer tradition for the five Whalen siblings. In the outfield, five-year-old Willow and seven-year-old Stella were more concerned with the dance of butterflies than with the plastic yellow ball that occasionally whizzed past them. Nine-year-old Asher stood on second base, his sneakers scuffing the dirt as he bounced with an excess of energy. On the pitcher's mound, twelve-year-old Ethan, his dark hair a mess of curls, scrunched his face in concentration. At home plate stood Elizabeth, just one month older than Ethan, her bat held high and ready. She was about to swing for the fences when a small voice cut through the air. "I have to go to the bathroom!" Willow's shriek echoed across the field. "Ethan, can you take me?" Ethan didn't even turn his head. "I'm pitching, Willow! I can't leave now." "Asher, can you take me?" Willow's voice rose in desperation. "I'm on base! I'll lose my spot!" Asher protested, digging a hole in the dirt with his sneaker. Willow turned to Stella. "Please, Stella, will you take me?" Stella sighed dramatically, kicking at a clump of grass. "I just don't want to. It's boring." Tears welled in Willow's eyes as she bounced on her toes. "But who will take me? I really, really have See more