On My 18th Birthday, My Parents Gave Me an Ultimatum That Changed My Life Forever

a rental unit. My own actual house—a three-bedroom craftsman with a porch and a yard and a kitchen where everything worked. Grace helped me move, which took all of twenty minutes since I still barely owned anything.

“You did it,” she said, standing in my empty living room. “You really did it.”

“I had help. I had you.”

“You had yourself. I just gave you continue reading …