Fallon

I took him everywhere.

And like a pubescent child, he was demanding and sometimes whiny. I made a mental note to bring marshmallows and some sort of sugary soda to keep him occupied while driving in the car.

"Money," Zane blurted before I dropped him off at his house. "You need money."

"What?"

"For school." He did that nonchalant shrug thing. "Right? I mean you said your financial aid didn't kick in right away, so what if, I pay ...