“Yeah, no problem,” it wasn’t something he really wanted to tell someone. It was something that he needed to tell someone. And wasn’t that the burden of being the truth teller? Saying that which was needed, but probably not something that someone would want to hear? Such was his lot in life.
The boy couldn’t help but snicker at Day’s comment. It was true, he did seem to come down entirely too hard on the college lifestyle. It wasn’t unjustified, but maybe it was a little bit too harsh. “I like the freedom of picking when I go to class and when I don’t. I like the fact that once I’m done with general education, I don’t have to worry about taking a bunch of subjects that I never want to take again. I like that there are plenty of classes that I don’t have to take at all. I like being on a paper that gets published more often than the high school one.” In fact, if it weren’t for the social aspect, he’d probably like college way more than high school. But Danny focused on the social aspect in high school, and therefore it became the norm. There was nobody he could blame for that but himself.
Plus, there was the other thing. He liked seeing the pride in his dad’s eyes. Tim gave up so much for him. Even more because of what happened with Danny’s mom. One of those things was college. But that was a private thing. Something that was best left between father and son.