I was offered a new job and all I could think about was my family

I was sitting across from Sally, the director of Academics for Athletes. She was offering me a new job.

Sally was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with a collar. She was in her late fifties, maternal disposition with a soft voice, white curly hair, and stout hands. She’d worked for the university for about 10 years. I’d worked at the university for a…