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September 22

Dearest Miss Jock,

I knew you could do it.

As you strode onto the field, you were the epitome of confidence.

The teams were tied, and this was the last goal anyone would be able to make before the game ended.

The other team had the ball, but you intercepted it gracefully and scored the winning goal!

In that moment, I was so proud of you, my darling.

Your teammates did not look too pleased that you had won the game, however.

But I didn't care. You locked eyes with me and smiled.

I can die happy now, my love.

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