But it was nice. During the day he started to warm up a bit. We had a conversation, an honest to god talk, about college. What he was looking and everything else. I knew from what he was saying that my school could be a decent fit for him. That's the nice thing about a big college; there is plenty of space for everyone.
"I told dad I wanted to go to that little school we took you to in Springfield," he explained as the sun was starting to go down, "The little liberal arts college. I did it just to get a rise out of him." He explained and I laughed. My dad was paranoid.
"Where do you want to go? Here?" I asked and he shook his head.
"I want to go to an urban school somewhere, like New York or Boston or something. I just, I like being anonymous. I want to go somewhere where no one would n
