People spend what you make in a year on a week like this.”
“I’m not asking anyone to pay for me.”
“That’s not the point,” Mom said. “We don’t want you putting everything on credit cards just because you’re too proud to admit this is out of reach.”
Brittany nodded.
“It would make everyone uncomfortable. Like, if we order wine or book spa services, we’ll all be thinking about you sitting in your room counting dollars.”
I stared at her.
“I promise you won’t need to think about me that
