Four Against One
My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote.
Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote.
So did I.
The problem was, four against one meant I never won.
During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer.
The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone.
In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away.
So the family held another vote.
Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to