The next day, my father transferred me $80,000.I saw the notification that the money had come through, but I didn't intend to keep it.He sent me a message a few minutes later, saying, "This is what I should have given you all along."I transferred the money back.My phone rang almost immediately."Nora, you're not even going to take my money?"I held the fresh bread I'd just bought for myself and slowly swallowed a bite."You called me greedy when I asked you for some. Now, I can't imagine what names you'll call me if I do take it."I received no response for a long time.My father came to campus that afternoon. He didn't barge into my dorm. Instead, he waited for me downstairs.A few days had passed since we last saw each other, and stubble had grown along his jaw.When he saw me, he handed me a stack of printed messages. "Look."The first page was from my freshman year of high school.My mother had texted him, "Nora heard Kiera was going on a school trip to Sunnyvale a
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