“I’m going to tell you something to tell your sister…and its going to sound cold, and harsh.” His silky voice had our full attention, and he knew it. Lauren and I leaned forward in eager anticipation, the pleather towncar interior breaking the silence with awkward squealing. “You……..Are in Georgia Now.” I still have no idea what he meant (and I’m pretty sure he was a reincarnated version of James Earl Jones as the blind beast owner in The Sandlot), but the vexing advice kicked off an awesome move-in weekend and the first taste of college for Ansley and company.
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