My Parents Warned Every Employer Not To Hire Me—Grandma Had Already Prepared For That

you. I miss you.”

He paused.

“Come home.”

I stared at the water stain on my ceiling, the one I couldn’t afford to fix.

“Come home and do what?”

“Work at the company. We need help with bookkeeping. I’ll pay you. Not much at first, but something. You’ll live with us. Save money. Get back on your feet.”

It sounded almost reasonable.

Almost.

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