My Mother Refused to Pay My 13-Year-Old for Six Weeks of Work. Forty-Eight Hours Later, the Labor Board Knocked.

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“You told her fourteen an hour. I was standing right there.”

Jennifer snorted. “I was joking. Obviously. She’s thirteen. Why would we pay a thirteen-year-old real money?”

The part of me that had been thirteen once—that had hauled boxes and scrubbed floors and stood at this very counter—cracked.

“So you’ve been using her for six weeks. Free labor.”

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