“It had begun yesterday when he’d asked Bethany to come with him. He hadn’t even meant to make the request. He had no business asking her to follow him when he had no idea where he was even going. What kind of life was that to offer her? But once the words had slipped from his lips, he knew he wanted her to say yes more than he wanted his next breath. She’d made the right decision, both for James and herself. He knew that, so he hadn’t brought it up again, but the hollow ache had started bui...lding immediately. The same hollow ache he’d once felt at the thought of losing football. When he’d taken that last hit, he’d known something was wrong. When he couldn’t jump back up the way he usually did, when the dizziness wouldn’t quite clear and the ringing in his ears wouldn’t go away, he’d known. The thing with football was that even when you got hurt, you played through it. Every player knew that. The same way they knew that there were only so many hits you could take before you’re through—you just don’t know that number until it arrives.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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