#Chapter50

Jett

My phone was ringing when I stepped out of the shower. My muscles still felt sore but at least I was alive I reminded myself. The plan had always been to be in the NFL by now, but too many concussions and my parents decided to pull me from the team my senior year. They said it was too dangerous and I guess, as an adult, I can be thankful. I wasn’t so much then though.

Following in my dad’s footsteps was my dream since I knew what a football was. Considering there are about a thousand pictures of me in my crib sleeping with a football, it...