We went from just hitting around to playing a full match. Tiwana had improved substantially, shoring up that backhand that had been a weakness before and serving more confidently and smarter. But I'd improved too, and I took both sets. Afterwards we drove over to the local ice cream stand and sat at a shaded table.

"So what's Georgia like?"

"Big. SO big. Any one of the buildings on Campus is twice the size of Marin."

"Yeah, but that doesn't take much."

"True. How about you? Good year?"

"Oh, yeah. It's really starting to feel like my place, instead of my parents', if you know what I mean. Every time...