When to Call a Blitz

Emmett: There's something about this girl I just can't shake.

I've caged myself off since the day my wife passed years ago, only trusting a small handful of people. Letting someone into my house and around my daughter is a huge step—especially when that person happens to be the sunshine girl I ghosted in the middle of the summer.

She represents everything I don't want to acknowledge and brings out a side of me I don't recognize, but I need the help and she's far from a stranger. But as time goes on I feel my resolve slipping, and I'm not quite sure what that means for me.

Heidi: I never quite know what to expect from the quiet football player.

It's hard not to feel like life is passing me by as I spend half my days trying to figure out what I want. I'm twenty-eight-years-old and while my photography business is doing okay, it certainly isn't doing well enough for me to move out of my friend's house.

So when I get a call from the moody linebacker, I jump at the chance to spend time nannying his daughter. I may not know my purpose in life, but I do know my purpose for the time being: Make Emmett Gardner enjoy life again.

The only question is, when is it time to call a Blitz?