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I got home and called out to my mom who immediately responded from the kitchen. I smiled and walked into the kitchen where I saw her cutting some carrots. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and moved away after some seconds.
"How was school?" She asked and handed me a baby carrot.
"School was the same as always. Fun and difficult," I replied and bit the carrot then chewed.
"That's nice," she said and faced me. "About your college, dear."
"No, mom," I said, knowing where the conversation was headed. "Don't start, please."
"But, Jackie. You need to understand. Your father and I don't have the resources to help and we want the best for you."
I frowned. "Which is what?"
"He already decided that you will stay at home for maybe a year or two. You will work and—"
"No! I can't d
