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Every Dollar Had a Purpose
Every single dollar in that account had one specific purpose. Finishing my computer science degree without burying myself in student loan debt.
When my parents discovered the savings account, they acted like I had won something that belonged to the entire household. Not something I’d earned through years of sacrifice.
My father Rick leaned against the kitchen counter one evening and said casually, “Brooke’s rent is insane downtown. She needs something closer to her job.”
“It’s for my tuition,” I answered as carefully as I could.