“And what does that look like? A life that’s entirely up to you?” “I’d still play football. I wasn’t kidding when I said I love it.” “What else?” “I’d want to earn a scholarship to a college of my choice. Not one where my dad basically paid my way in. I’d play for four years, get my degree, actually enjoy myself. And if I make it to the NFL, great. If not, then that’s okay too. Either way, it’ll be entirely down to me.” He turns, looking right at me. “And I’d want you there, too.” I swallow hard, try to slow my racing heart. He has no idea how much I long for that, too. To be a part of his
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