“It’s true,” he whispered. “Dad said I owed him.”
I never agreed to help you collect a debt from him.
Richard’s face reddened. “I was teaching him responsibility!”
“By making him pay for being our son?” I snapped. “That’s not parenting, Richard.”
Michael turned to Nolan. “Emma’s right. If you want a job at my shop, you’ll get fair wages. No debts.”
“Thank you,” Nolan whispered.
Richard looked at me. “Happy now?”
Dad said I owed him.
“Not quite.” I reached beneath my chair. “There’s one more thing I want everyone to see.”
I placed my notebook on the table.
“What’s that?” Nolan asked.
“Six years of college research.”
“For me?”
There’s one more thing I want everyone to see.
“Scholarships, engineering programs, everything.”
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I placed the savings statements beside the notebook.
