Tim was on the phone when he came to the door, so he motioned us inside. We passed a tool bench and a Jeep with a smashed-in bumper in the repair well until we were in the back, where there was a foldout couch, a desk with an ancient computer, and a little refrigerator, wh...
I know I’m smarter than Brad—I know it—and not just because of grades. It’s like Brad never thinks or something. He just goes around and DOES things and that’s it. He’s very simple. But Brad was always golden, always good, always doing the right thing, even if the right thing was something dipshi...