Kicked Out at 17 With $12 and a Trash Bag — Now They Want to Live in My House

not flashy, but solid. I helped local businesses triple their online sales. I employed two part-time contractors. I rented a small office above a bakery that smelled like cinnamon and possibility every morning.

And then one day, my phone buzzed with a text from a number I hadn’t saved but still recognized: my mother.

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