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Gettin Weird Chapter 24

No one in our family has ever gone to college before. I toss around a few fantasies, try to forget them as I plan dinner, but the crap keeps running through my head. College? Come on . . . be serious . . . you’re Dan Mender’s kid: I am Son of the Deadbeat Polygamist Dad of Raintree Canada. College? I’m not meant for anything like that . . . 

But my smile still won’t leave.  

Finally, seeing as how I’m alone in the house, with this window of privacy. I glance down at Barbara’s phone number and pick-up the phone and dial it. 

“Barbra Keane” she answers, her voice bored and flat.