What You Know Now
16 July 2007
Vol. 7, No. 2
fiction, short story
Admittedly, I should have been more dubious at the outset. But Monty had so few achievements to celebrate that I felt obligated to attend the commencement, or whatever it was he had called it.
"It's not a graduation," Carla, Monty's girlfriend, said. "That's probably what he told you, but that's not what it is."