This week I am reblogging one of my posts from 2013. For those readers waiting for another chapter of Hearts United, they will resume next week.
by: Rebecca Taylor
Three months into first semester at Prospects College in the Police Foundations program Adam Morissey was exhausted.
“Adam, Adam, wake up, don’t fall asleep in the spaghetti,” said his father John.
“Sorry, Dad, I guess I haven’t been sleeping very well lately. I’m busy.
“You’re doing too much. I saw your hockey coach last night. Why didn’t I know about your second job? Boy, why didn’t you tell me that you had this much work to do, you’ve got a very full plate and I don’t know how you do any of it anymore, your mind has got to always be on something else,” said John.
“But…I’ve got to do this, I need the money, the hockey I’ve been doing all my life and the school is my future career. I didn’t want you to worry about me, that’s why I didn’t tell you about working at…
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