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Parker peered into the mirror, closed one eye, and swiped a perfect cat shape eye line over the lid. She fanned the wet makeup before opening her eye completely. She stood back and moved her head side to side to check out her skills.
Her roommate, Suzzie, stood beside her, competing for space in their tiny apartment bathroom. “I wish you didn’t have to work tonight, Marcus said the party is going to be the memory of the summer.”
It was late August and the fall semester was already a week in. At twenty-four, Parker had spent more time with people like Marcus on the beach with bonfires than in the classroom, and her parents had put their foot down.
She had one year to finish her classes and earn a degree. All doable if she skipped a few tequila-induced sunsets and worked her ass off. Saturdays and Sundays were her only days to work, and since she made the best tips on the weekends, that’s what she was going to do.
“Time for you to grow up, Parker. Your dad and I have been patient, but enough is enough.” Her mother and father sat across the dining room table making her feel like she was the target of an intervention.
Her parents were skimming their early fifties . . . and kinda free thinkers. “We were fine with you taking a couple years to figure out what to do. When you started college at twenty, we were happy to make it happen. But four years and you aren’t taking it seriously.”
“It’s because I don’t know what I want to do,” she told them.
Her father smiled, patted her hand from across the table. “We figured that out when you changed your major for the third time. We also know that San Diego State is a party school, and we were young once.”
She wanted to argue that many students change their majors, and that she didn’t party as much as they were implying, but held her breath.
Her mom released a long-suffering sigh and looked her straight in the eye. “Mallory was accepted to four UCs, and the reality is we can’t afford to pay for both of you to be in college at the same time for more than a year. We’d planned on you being out by the time she was in, and Austin is three years from going off to school, too. And you know how much it cost us last year before Nana passed away.”
Their grandmother had lived in their guesthouse before she suffered a stroke and her care became simply too much for her mom to take on. Assisted living was not cheap.
Parker looked around her family home, a sprawling ranch style that sat on over five acres in an upscale part of the Santa Clarita Valley. It was the closest to country living one could get while living less than forty minutes from Los Angeles. She’d grown up with everything she needed and many things she wanted. But that didn’t mean her parents were floating in money. Her dad yelled at them as kids to turn off lights, and they weren’t allowed to be wasteful when it came to throwing food away.