As always, baseball took the sting out of the rest of his life, but looking back Stacy remembered not being able to look at Darian’s face for long. Those soft, laughing eyes saw right through him, but what exactly did they see? Why did Darian seem to go out of his way to find Stacy, to talk with him, befriend him? He’s my teacher, true, but that didn’t explain much. He taught this whole class and yet…