Chapter 3

For several months, Barry delayed enrolling in the nearby state college to give academia another try, forgoing the athlete part. The whole time he kept running into Justin. Barry couldn’t hang out with the blue-collar guys who’d been in his class and now worked in construction, the mines, or for the railroad, so he’d drifted back to the places the high school kids congregated. Justin worked part time, and he had a beat-up old car. Most weekends he made it to the drive-ins—both the fast-food joint and the theater.