about me.”
Ryan continued as if reading from a script Mom had approved.
“Mom’s worried. She thinks you’re pulling away. She’s the one who paid for your college, your apartment deposit, everything. At least you could make Christmas easy on her.”
A bitter taste filled my mouth.
“Paid for my college,” I repeated. “You mean the college I dropped out of after one semester because there wasn’t enough money for me to go back?”
“Oh my God, not this again,” he muttered. “You know things were tight. She did what
