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“Can’t you wait until you’ve finished the training and innovate then?”

When Zelda had insisted that she was every bit as dissatisfied with culinary school as she had been with UCF, the tone of her parents’ voices had started to sharpen They had accused her of wasting her ti scheme after another

“What are you going to do next? Decide that cos you want to do?” Her mother had shaken her head “Well I can tell you this, kiddo: if you want to take another whack at a totally different line of study, you’re going to have to find a way to fund it yourself”

“What? Why?”

“We sank ourto UCF and you dropped out after two years,” her father had said “Then you swore to us that you were going to be a star of the catering world and we sunk more money into culinary school, without the benefit of any discounts or waivers that we got with UCF because Le Cordon Bleu doesn’t care if we’re professors at another university in the state” Both of her parents had begun shaking their heads at that point “Yourto fund every last whiet serious”

Then had come the comments about her lack of coth, character, and acaderier and angrier It had been the same litany she’d heard when she’d dropped out of UCF, and it hadn’t aged well in the months since her parents had last delivered it

“We can’t keep funding you indefinitely, Zelda,” herher head

“You’re the one who nairl,” Zelda had retorted “What did you expect? That I’d grow up to beco member of society?”

“We expected at least that you’d be sh to accooal in it,” her father had said “We expected that a young woether enough focus to do so with herself”

“So after two tries—twowith anger at that point, her voice cracking with it While her parents weren’t exactly wealthy, they’d h enerous retire contracts had given thele room to f

und her The fact that they’d decided to cut her off, when Zelda knew as a certainty that there was still ed her

“Two measly tries? Zelda, we’ve sunk thousands into your education, and you’re telling us after a few short weeks at culinary school that it’s not for you It was supposed to be your practical goal, and so that you couldn’t possibly fail at,” her mother had told her

“We’d aliving up on it like you are now,” her father had added