Randy Byrne was Cynthia's twenty year-old son from her first marriage.
She opened her purse and took out a picture of Randy Byrne and Jen.
Pumpkin looked at the picture of Randy Byrne, one leg up on a boulder, an I-own-the-world smile on his young face and Jen smiling at him with a look of love.
But here was twenty-year-old Randy Byrne, at the threshold of life, batting .362 with seventeen home runs, a slew of RBI's, and a glove that could stop a freight train, being offered the world!
It was just a silly game— unless of course, you'd played it like Randy Byrne.
