“They Mocked Me as a ‘Charity Case’ at the BBQ — By Morning, Their Empire Was on a 30-Day Clock”

” Christopher asked, panic rising. “What are we supposed to do?”

“You figure it out,” I said. “For once.”

I walked to the door.

“Alyssa!” my father shouted, voice cracking. “I am your father!”

My hand was on the handle. I paused but didn’t turn.

“I know,” I said. “And that’s why I’m firing you.”

I walked into the hallway. The door clicked shut behind me continue reading …