BurrChapter 35 Going Home
We traveled most of the day, the car loaded with my clothes, my football gear, other sporting equipment and a footlocker full of underwear and socks. Except for Ned's constant counseling, the trip was uneventful, quite different from our first trip together when we didn't know each other very well. I'm not sure if the things he told me were his ideas or Mr. Oldham's. I even picked up on advice I attributed to Suzanne. Nothing he said was new. He reiterated what had been drummed into me...