“Why? You want to go to Cali with me?” I asked. “Keep smiling at me like that, and I just might say fuck the draft and follow you around instead.” I laughed. “You would never.” “Don’t tempt me.” He raised an eyebrow. “I would never let you do that.” “I know.” He smiled, but it was gone in an instant. “I want to ask you something.” “Okay.” I braced myself. “Why don’t you go pro?”
