I ll Cry Instead
‘When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it’s a wonder I can think at all,’ thought Roy Robinson to himself as he drove west on Route 17. His mind had been wandering all morning. He chuckled grimly as he considered how his lack of higher education hadn’t really hurt him. He was still able to read the writing on the wall. As a teen, and throughout high school, Roy had been instilled with the concept that honesty, loyalty and fidelity were admirable traits everyone should...