“I think I found a school,” Brian said as soon as he got into Conley’s car after work Saturday night.
Conley turned to look at him, which put him in the perfect position to kiss before Brian continued.
“One of the guys I work with, he’s new, was talking about the free university. Okay, it’s not free-free, but close. Anyway…” He waited until Conley had pulled out into traffic. “You know I’ve been worried about whether I could hack a real college.”
“And I’ve told you that you could. You’re smart enough.”
“Maybe. Anyway, I’m not impressed with what I found out about the two major art schools here in the city, and I was saying that to Janice while we were on break. So the new guy, Tom, puts in his two-cents worth, telling me about the free university. They have lots of art classes, taught
