When the Fawn saw the selfies Boy had taken in the aftermath of his college football club’s initiation ceremony, first she burst into tears, then she was spittingly furious, then she finally settled into a state of gnawing anxiety and despair.
‘There’s a lesson there, son,’ I told him. ‘And I hope you’ve marked it well.
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