Chapter 2
We went into the book store. It was crowded, since it was the beginning of a term. I fumbled out my list of required texts, while Gordon busied himself among the new paperbacks. He never bought texts, he told me smugly-he took them out of the college library, and if they weren't available in the library when he wanted them, he just forgot about them.
Eighteen minutes later I had parted with eighteen dollars sixty-two, and was the proud owner of a thick stack of tomes dealing with psychology, zoology, and contemporary civilization. The first two items looked dull, but then all my pre-med textbooks did. My parents were figuring I was going to be one hell of a doctor some day, maybe up there in Hudson where I could tend to the locals for the next eighty years. All the time I wa
