Terrible Day

The day started with my mother and father going to 
Gene’s. My dad, a dedicated man, would open that store 
in the middle of a snowstorm. Here is where I discovered 
my opportunity. My brother and sister were in school, and 
I stay home because I was sick. They told me to stay in the 
house. Mom came to me and said: “Don’t leave the house.” 
In my seven-year-old mind I saw a door open. That door 
allowed me to walk in and prove to my mom I was a smart, 
independent girl who could take care of herself and could be 
what she wanted me to be: someone who could be responsible
and inexpensive.

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