Dad Charged Me $250 a Month for Five Years, Then Left Me a Secret Recording Studio
Ruth waited.
“Do you know what you’d like to do?”
I looked at the studio inventory.
“I don’t know yet.”
“That’s fine.”
I nodded.
For the first time in my adult life, I had a choice involving money that Dad wasn’t going to evaluate.
And I discovered that making decisions without him felt more difficult than I’d expected.