filing for bankruptcy.
My stomach tightened.
“You gave him my tuition money?”
Dad finally answered.
“He needed transportation to rebuild his business.”
I laughed bitterly.
Naturally.
My education had been sacrificed for yet another of Jason’s unrealistic plans.
Clara’s voice trembled.
“Have you been doing this to her all her life?”
Mother began crying.
“We were trying to keep the family together!”
“No,” Clara replied. “You were teaching one child that he could take anything and the other that she had to surrender everything.”
She invited me outside.
In the
