Rose nodded and hobbled into the house on her crutches. At least she had a slight smile on her face."Getting settled?" he asked."Yes. We'll be all set...once our stuff arrives from Louisville. Otherwise, we have everything we need right now." Margaret tells me you had a good trip with no problems." Yes ... tiring but interesting. I think the kids were grateful that it was over, though. They're in the pool right now. They couldn't wait." I'm not surprised. I'm sure they'll have a bunch of their. I certainly wouldn't have topped my ten-year IT career by blackmailing my boss and walking out on cushy benefits and the prospect of fully vested stock options. And then I would have looked at myself in the mirror in another twenty years just like I am doing right now, but I would have frowned at the graying hair and the wrinkles and the extra weight caused by thirty years of desk work and microwave dinners, and maybe—just maybe—I would not have liked what I had to give up in trade for my 401k. As the team gathered in the 'hair club' I explained to them the orders we had been given to get hair cuts. “I know it sucks guys, but we don't want the rep from other students accusing us of being privileged cause we're jocks, either. The handbook says 'off the collar, and above the ears'. So---that's exactly what we're going to do”. “So—like what Matthew”? “We---are going to get mohawks” There was a long pause before someone finally spoke up. “Hell fuckin ya Dillon---let's piss um off” . “Get dressed now baby,” he said in a softer tone, “I’ve got a surprise for you.”I got dressed and we left the house. Walking out to the car, I started to get a little nervous.“Where are we going babe?” I asked.“You’ll see.” He said, smiling at me.We got into the car, and he drove off. We were driving down streets I recognised. Suddenly I realised where we were going. We pulled up outside Russ’s house, Ian’s best friend. Ian took his phone out of his pocket and started pressing keys. Seconds.