Benny From The Sandlot Novels & Stories

Benny followed the ball faster than the other fella could have done, and soon, the ball landed far in the field but no one saw anything until Benny raised his hand and shouted jubilantly. “You must have practiced for a while.” Don Carlos tossed his club at Aiden and walked towards his men. “The dinning is full by now. We should eat and have merriment.” *** Benny approached Aiden while he walked up the field to join his father and the rest. “You played well but you lost. I had to show them the ball I took with me.” Benny whispered as he walked side by side with Aiden. Aiden smiled and tapped his shoulder. “I saw what I played. Away with you scheme, old scam.”

I affirmed. Once he drifted off to sleep in his seat, I stood up and moved toward the rear of the cabin to meet Benny. "Benny!" I crouched beside him, lifting his head slowly like it was going to fall off. His skin was clammy and with my heart racing, I watched as his eyes fluttered open. "What happened?" I muttered. Right now, I could see through him, he wasn't pretending. He grimaced, grabbing my arm so he could prop himself up, "There was a rod back at the tunnel, it caught my side but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to delay the plan..."

He said, “Is this your daughter, Cynthia Larson, whom Silva tried all means to marry into the Berry family?” Hogan nodded quickly and said to Cynthia, “Cynthia, greet your fifth grandpa quickly.” Cynthia got up, bowed respectfully to Benny, and said, “Fifth Grandpa.” Benny’s eyes flickered and his eyebrows twitched as if he saw something. He looked at Hogan and said, “They say you’re dumb, but I don’t think so.” Hogan broke out in a sweat and said, “Fifth Uncle, you must be kidding.” Hogan knew that Benny had seen through Cynthia’s life.

It was a video call from Colton. I smiled and accepted. His face filled the screen, looking softer than usual, but tired. His curls were messy, and he was in a dark hoodie, sitting somewhere quiet. “Hey,” I greeted. “Hey,” he said, voice low and warm. “You home? How was dinner?” Before I could answer, Benny leapt into the shot like a squirrel, pressing his whole face to the screen. “Who’s that?” he asked, nose practically smushed against the camera.

After ending the call, Kael leaned back in the driver’s seat, letting his thoughts go blank. Memories rushed in like a movie montage. But in the end, all that replayed in his head was that one phrase: Kael was just a stand-in for Atlas. He took a few deep breaths to calm down. Just then, Benny Dawson texted, asking him out for drinks. Normally, he wouldn’t even consider it, but tonight he said yes without hesitation. Why? Because Benny was exactly as his name suggested—friendly, reliable, and someone who always stuck around. They first met in high school, when Benny was often the target of bullies because of his size. One day, Kael and Naomi happened to witness it.

“Aрrіl it’s me, Cаrrіе. Honey іt’ѕ going tо be okay. I need you to come wіth mе.” She turnѕ away frоm me. I kеер trуіng. “Aрrіl. Yоu hаvе tо lіѕtеn tо me, hоnеу. Benny nееdѕ уоu. Remember уоur dоg, Benny? Hе іѕ still in Iоwа аnd Bеnnу mіѕѕеѕ you ѕо much. We аll mіѕѕ уоu.”

Benny thought, "Hah, what a sheltered idiot. Even if I take you to meet the manager, do you think they'll hire you? This is Banilor Clinic, not a gathering place for any random nobody." Regardless, Benny had now earned 10,000 dollars.

Benny is a 20 year old man, he has short, blond hair, black eyes, his body is well sculpted, he was wearing the same uniform as Jenny and well, they have been a couple since Jenny had turned 16 and had discovered that Benny was her Mate. "You just didn't have to puncture my lung..." I spoke and rolled my eyes and turned to my recruits. "I'll update your chart and tomorrow at the first practice I'll show you your progress." I saw them nod, confused by the whole scene they had witnessed. I turned to my friends. "Come on, I need to get my backpack to go to the other class." I started walking toward the interior of the castle. "How are you?" Benny asked me "Honestly? I don't know, I need to real

“If it isn’t little Roland Graham.” Roland looks up, genuinely surprised. “Benny wasn't sure whether you'd be in.” as delighted as his words sound, there's only a little show of the emotion on his face . But it's more than I've gotten to see regularly I guess “Been years,” Benny continues, grinning. “You disappear and suddenly you’re too important for my food?” Roland chuckles. “I wouldn’t dare. I just got busy.” Benny’s gaze shifts to me, curious but warm. “And who’s this?”