![]() ![]() ![]() But now, I at least had the mediocre confidence of having an internship under my belt, of being hired on part time as the team’s Public Relations Assistant Coordinator. This time last year, I had been an anxious mess - not that I didn’t still shake like a leaf any time I tried to order a six-foot-three football player around. Fall was whispering on the cool breeze, the faint scent of apples and fresh turf promising another exciting year for the NBU Rebels. ![]() The summer sun was high and bright in the sky, warm on my skin as I bounced across the North Boston University football field with my iPad in tow, checking off the list of players I needed to pull over for interviews after the first day of fall camp. It was on the most beautiful day that I fell victim to Clay Johnson’s post-breakup meltdown. Blind Side is now live and in Kindle Unlimited. ![]()
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