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“Really?” I asked

“Yes”

“Why didn’t you and dad have more kids?” I asked curiously, shocked that I had never really asked the question before

“We couldn’t afford to,” Mo that out on my own

Throughout my childhood, Mom and Dad had both worked double shifts and we still had to rely on food stamps Our clothes were always purchased at secondhand stores, and ent shopping, Mo full of special discounts and coupons that she’d spent

“It’s not too late, you know,” I said teasingly

She laughed “You’re funny”

“I’raduate”

Our conversation was cut short as the door to my dorm burst open and Missy walked in with a harassed look on her face

“Sorry, Moo,” I said “Speak to you tomorrow?”

“Whenever you’re free, honey,” she replied