Iris Held On to Her Paid-Off Title When Her Father Threatened to Call the Police
Every dollar counts when you’re building something real.”
“Where’s the rest of the fund?” I asked.
My father took a slow sip from his coffee mug.
“We’re building it step by step,” he said.
“You have a solid salary in Seattle, Iris.
You don’t need vanity gifts.”
“I paid off my own college loans two years ago,” I said.
“And that’s exactly why you don’t need special treatment,” he said, setting his mug down on the side table with a hard thump.