Young Sheldon S02e12 M4b Page

My new room was bigger. South-facing window. Perfect for morning reading light. The closet was organized. The walls were free of my brother’s crude drawings.

“It’s acceptable,” I said.

The stadium was a monument to everything I despise: noise, crowds, and the celebration of physical prowess over intellectual achievement. The bleachers were metal. Cold, unforgiving metal. And they were packed with humans who had painted their faces like warring savages. young sheldon s02e12 m4b