My Parents Called Me At 2 A.M. On Christmas Eve Screaming For $20,000 …

“It’s a Porsche Macan,” I said, looking at the brochure on the table. “Mom, this is a luxury SUV. Why does she need a Porsche? Get a Civic. Get a Toyota.”

“A Toyota doesn’t say success,” Skyler snapped.

“You haven’t succeeded yet,” I shot back.

But then came the guilt trip. The heavy artillery.

“We did everything for you,” Dad said, his voice low and dangerous.continue reading …