“You went to college?” I look at her with disbelief. “In a year and a half?” She wrinkles her nose. “More like half an hour. Just for enough time to threaten the dean into giving me a degree. It’s real pretty, too. I framed it. It’s hanging in my room at the MC. Come by. I’ll show you sometime.”

“You went to college?” I look at her with disbelief. “In a year and a half?” She wrinkles her nose. “More like half an hour. Just for enough time to threaten the dean into giving me a degree. It’s real pretty, too. I framed it. It’s hanging in my room at the MC. Come by. I’ll show you sometime.”

— T.M. Frazier