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Twenty years have passed, yet not one thing in my hometown has changed . even the man I left behind.
I was the girl no one could touch because they all feared my father. He was a legend, the head football coach who had created this town's Friday night lights. Only two football players dared to win my heart-the boy next door and the new guy in town. I grew up on this football field and fell hard for these two men, who loved me just as much as the game.
When my dad died, decisions had to be made, and I chose the one who held my heart.
As I sit here in the stands, watching the one I didn't choose fill my father's role, I can't help but remember our fumbled past. Wondering if I followed the right guy or what my life would have been like if I hadn't.
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