The Wall of Winnipeg and Me

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Vanessa Mazur knows she's doing the right thing. She shouldn't feel bad for quitting. Being an assistant/housekeeper/fairy godmother to the top defensive end in the National Football Organization was always supposed to be temporary. She has plans and none of them include washing extra-large underwear longer than necessary.

But when Aiden Graves shows up at her door wanting her to come back, she's beyond shocked.

For two years, the man know as The Wall of Winnipeg couldn't find it in him to tell her good morning or congratulate her on her birthday. Now? He's asking for the unthinkable.

What do you say to the man who is used to getting everything he wants?

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I was going to murder his ass.
One day
One day long after I quit, so no one would suspect me.
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Three. It was Aiden.
After a moment, three more low, low, low knocks hit the door.
I kept my mouth shut and went right on watching Independence Day.
He could take his real wife and shove her up his ass.
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The voice on the other end let out a sigh. "You can finish the marathon. Graves aren't quitters."
Graves. Graves weren't quitters. I didn't want to cry. I wasn't going to let myself lose it now of all times. At least not completely. "But I'm not really a Graves, and i haven't ever been able to finish twenty-six miles, much less twenty."
"Vanessa," he rumbled my name in a way that felt like a caress to my spine. "You're a Graves where it matters. I don't know anybody else who could do what you've done. Come out on top of what you have. You can do this. You can do anything, do you understand me? Even if you limp your way through the last sixteen miles, you're going to finish it because that's just who you are."

BY : Mariana Zapata

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