always covered those expenses,” I said Dad was gone, and the penthouse was theirs, and so were the bills. And when I pulled my half of our shared emergency fund — my fifteen thousand dollars, legally mine, which I was entitled to and which I was done lending to people who treated me like a servant — and put it somewhere they couldn’t reach it, I was doing exactly what Thomas had set me up to be able to do. He’d made me independent. All I had to do was stop subsidizing
I INHERITED AN “OLD MOUNTAIN CABIN” WHILE MY SON GOT A MIAMI PENTHOUSE
