I Played Quarterback in the NFL for Twelve Years. Then I Found Out My Financial Advisor Had Stolen Everything

They settled for sixteen million dollars.

Not everything. But enough to pay off the ranch, rebuild my retirement and set up a trust for my daughter’s college. Enough to never worry about hay again.

I hung up the phone and drove straight to Mia’s clinic in town.

She was finishing with a patient, an older man with a new hip. I waited in the lobby with the receptionist staring at me like I was about to propose.

When Mia came out, I told her about the settlement.

She threw her arms around my neck.

“Ryan! That’s incredible!”

“None of it happens without you,” I said. “You saw it first. You sat next to me when I opened that account. You kept showing up.”

She stepped back and looked at me.

“I didn’t keep showing up for your shoulder, you know,” she said quietly.

“I know,” I said. “I didn’t keep teaching you to ride because I needed the money.”

She smiled. Then she grabbed my jacket and kissed me, right there in the lobby, while the receptionist dropped her phone.

That was two years ago.

Mia still runs her clinic in town. My shoulder is the best it’s been since college. And she’s become a decent rider, which she’ll tell you is entirely because of Juniper and not at all because of me.

The championship ring is still in the sock drawer.

But there’s another ring in the safe now. I’m giving it to her on the porch on Christmas Eve, when the snow is falling on the mountains.

Don’t tell her.

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