Better Late Than Never!

‘I can't believe I've come to drop you here. It's unbelievable!’, Ryan exclaimed. 

‘I've erased that word from my dictionary’, Riya elucidated.

‘I've never lived without you. The feeling of separation itself is killing! Are you sure about it?’, Ryan retorted. 

‘Don't worry, you’re going to make it. And if I can give birth to you and make you this big, hope I can kick a goal too’, Riya left bubbling with confidence.

She opened her locker sixty-nine, a door to her goals. She crowned the helmet and the tee which coincidentally marked her age forty. Better late than never.