Chapter 15It was the middle of the night back in the States by the time I got home. I had a tiny apartment at Cloverton by now, since I’d started working as both a TA and an RA junior year. Stuck on campus most of the summer, working that semester, with a few days left before I had to be back to start again for fall, I headed for my real home—with Mama and Dad, and Devon. I quietly unlocked the door and stepped inside. “Surprise!” Then I nearly had a heart attack.
“Son of a—”
The lights had come on, and I could see the living room decorated with American flags and Olympic rings cut out of construction paper. “Congratulations Reed” was written in huge letters on what looked like half a bedsheet. The second E had once been an A, so I knew Devon had made it. Though the prior year’s World Ch
