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“You’ll find something.” I give him what I hope is an encouraging smile. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll send her to the same public schools we went to.”

He smiles at this and stares into his coffee. I wonder if he’s remembering those days. Before college. Before the NFL. When everything was simpler in his life and mine. “I owe you a huge apology, Shay,” he says, lifting his eyes to meet mine