So I waited, and waited, and waited… and, one day in the first week of March, a month and a half into the new semester, I received mail.
Everyone at the school was allowed to receive letters, and usually you just went down to the main desk in the office building by yourself to check the list to see if you had any mail. If you did, you would ask the secretary, Miss Bonetti, to unlock the mail room and get your mail for you.
I got a call one weekend afternoon when Leo and I were stuck in our dorm doing homework. Langston, Andy, and Darius had also come up to our room, but they had already given up on their homework and were playing cards. BS was the choice of the day. Langston was shouting angrily at Darius because the latter had pulled the biggest BS on the other two that I had ever seen
