"I mean, school sucks anyway, so you didn't miss a ton." Mac's high school experience was defined less by the inattentive teachers than the bullying that was only just redirected by the blatant drug-dealing. Mac had weed, quaaludes and occasionally cocaine at hand; it took the edge off of being one of the high school losers. "It wasn't that bad. He came back every few years before his P.O. busted him."

By the time Luther McDonald's parole officer was busting him, "Mac" McDonald had become accustomed to people breaking into his home in the middle of the night to take his parents away. Probation officers had done it enough that it was just a recurrent nightmare come true, not an actual unexpected event.

"Flat with like...wheat?" Mac doesn't know what flat farmland leads to.