"Newt, your father and I have decided it would be best if you stayed here for a little while." She spoke her voice was strained and she kept crying as she spoke. ____________________________ I looked down at my feet. I wasn't afraid of where I was going. I had been to many institutes over the past three years. This was the only one left. I'd heard this was the worst one. They treated the kids like shit and, heh, they had an option to tell your kid it was a summer camp for troubled children. That's fucked up.