The Approval System
"For three years, every single dollar I spent in this house required an application and approval. Even buying a pen meant explaining its purpose.
"Noah, on the other hand, can freely use your supplementary card and treat his whole class to drinks."
Mom waved her hand impatiently. "Noah is younger and trains in sports. He needs nutritional supplements! You're already this old, and you're still being calculative about these things?"
"I'm not being calculative," I said, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. "That's why I'm leaving."
She clearly did not take me seriously. As I turned around, she added coldly, "Fine. If you have the guts, don't come back begging me! Let's see how long you can st