- 4.
Back home, Dad cautiously brought up the
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idea of resigning and starting his own small
business at the dinner table.
He carefully asked for Mom’s and my
opinions.
“If I start a business, life won’t be as stable
as it is now.”
“And we’re not exactly rolling in money. I was
thinking of selling our house and getting a
smaller one in the suburbs.”
“What do you think?”
Mom frowned.
“Honey, maybe we shouldn’t? Sarah’s about
to start college, and then after she graduates,
we need to save for her wedding dowry. What
if…..”
“We’re not young anymore.”
They knew about me and Jake, so for years,
even though many people tried to poach Dad
away from Evans Enterprises, he never
wavered. Knowing Jake was an only child, he
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was even more dedicated to his work there,
and felt awkward about leaving.
Dad pursed his lips.
“Well, then…”
I suddenly spoke, interrupting him.
“Dad, I support you starting your own.
business.”
I knew what Dad was capable of. He had
experience, having been in the industry for
years, and he had the necessary resources.
Due to my grandparents‘ health issues over
the years, we didn’t have much in savings.
He must have really wanted to start his own
business, and he must have thought it
through carefully, otherwise he wouldn’t have
asked us at this time.
“Do what you want to do.”
Dad’s eyes reddened.
Mom chimed in, “You’ve really grown up,
Sarah.”
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“Honey, go for it.”
Once the decision was made, Mom
immediately contacted a real estate agent.
Although our house was old, it was in a prime
location. Plus, Dad had set a reasonable
price, so it quickly went under contract.
The new owners agreed to let us stay for a
few more days.
Mom and Dad went to look at houses in the
suburbs every day after work.
Until my birthday arrived.
Mom got off work early and asked me to
deliver a few slices of birthday cake to the
Evans family.
I hesitated for a moment.
But under Mom’s urging, I walked to Jake’s
front door.
She didn’t know Jake had forced me to
transfer.
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After all, Jake had maintained that I wanted
to transfer on my own.
While she didn’t agree with it, seeing the
finalized transfer notice, she’d just sighed and
hadn’t said anything more.
