Out of BoundsIt was only three weeks into the fall semester, and already school was the last thing on Joakim Gaithers’ mind. Twenty-two, with three years of college under his belt and nine months away from graduating with a bachelor’s degree in economics, he had a bad case of senioritis. Since returning to campus at the end of August, he’d yet to crack open the first textbook, and he’d already skipped a handful of classes—the ones he knew he could get away with.
The only bright spot on his schedule was basketball practice, which would be starting up at the end of the month. Then he could lose himself in the game like he did every year and coast through everything else until March Madness. From there it would be a short two months before he walked across the stage in his cap and gown, and
