Lane Haviland can't seem to catch a break. She's dead broke, barely functioning as an adult, and completely alone in New York City. Her so-called "apartment" is a six-by-nine cell in a Brooklyn baseme…
I was destined for stardom. From the age of seven, I was an all-star. Parents praised me, coaches worshipped me. As I got older, girls begged for me. I was Beltline’s baseball God, guaranteed to put this …
