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“Pick it up,” Saxon says. “It’s a machete. Things get really gross now.”

I shake my head.

Boys. Men.

Why do they love violence so much?

Cutter slices his hand through the air. He’s watching a machete. I’m watching him look kind of dumb.

Saxon loves it.

“Now we have to get ready for the group of them,” Saxon warns. “There’s going to be about a hundred of them. Some of them swell up too.”

“Swell?” Cutter asks.

“Oh, yeah. It’s crazy. Cutter! To your left! It’s a boss zombie!”

Cutter lets out a yell and starts to swing and kick.

“I dropped the machete,” Cutter says.

His deep voice compared to my son’s boy voice makes me smile.

Cutter suddenly jumps to his right.

I gasp and cover my mouth with my right hand as Cutter’s head snaps back and the goggles start to come off his head. He’s so invested in the game he’s forgotten it’s not reality. Cutter lunges forward and goes body first into the game machine itself.

The goggles come off for good as Cutter stumbles back and ends up falling right down to his butt.

It’s like watching a viral video online.

My hand falls from my mouth and my jaw drops.

I can’t believe what I’ve just witnessed.

“Cutter, you’re dead,” Saxon says.

“I feel it, kid,” Cutter growls.

He looks back at me.

I’m now sucking in my cheeks so I don’t laugh. I tell myself Cutter is only in town because of injuries. And now he might have hurt himself…

I just can’t believe it. This huge baseball player. Playing virtual reality. Getting hurt.

“Cutter,” I say. “Are you okay?”

I think his ego is hurt worse than any body part.

He climbs to his feet.

“Hey, kid, you’re on your own with this one,” Cutter says.

“That’s fine,” Saxon says. “Thanks for playing.”

“Sure,” Cutter says. “Hey, make sure you eat too.”

“I’ve been. I will. Oh, man! Here comes the group!”

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