Billy Murdock was a felon in training. He could smack a baseball better than any kid our age, and he was a threat on the mound. Not because he was a great pitcher. More because he had a tendency to play dodge ball with the batters. He walked guys by pegging them with his fastball which made them jumpy the next time they came to the plate. In short, he was trouble, or at least troubled, and he was on my team. But playing baseball was the least of my problems. It was all the other games I had to play that summer which didn't seem to have any rules. Just lessons you had to learn the hard way.