I was so pumped up for this, I was now 20, I spent everything I saved up from working for my first year of University…In September, the start of uni...ersity…I was nervous, the university was within driving distance from where I lived, so I drove my shitty used car every day to school and studied my ass off… Money was a top priority for me, I wanted to be rich, fuck being poor, life is too short to be poor. I knew I wanted money, and lots of it. I worked part-time while in university to fund. Mel and I tried our hands at all the different water-sports. I particularly liked the waterskiing, not that I was any good at it. On Thursday we decided to hire a car for a couple of days. We drove into St John’s and predictably ended-up looking at some of the tax-free shops around the main harbour. Mel wanted to buy her and George some earrings. I offered to give her a pearl necklace when we got back to the hotel! But she was set on the earrings. We had lunch in St John’s and then went to. "Well, at least it ain't dirty talk. And no, I don't think you're stupid, Charlie. I'm just remindin' you to keep our family business to yourself. A lot of folks wouldn't understand about your sister movin' into my room. So, that's enough said, right?" Right."About that time, Sue Ellen gets into the conversation. "I hope you boys haven't forgotten I'm sitting right here. I might have an opinion about who moves where, you know!"Well, I guess me n' Charlie both felt properly scolded. I reached. He turned to alcohol to cope, and has unfortunately become more abusive as he’s slipped deeper into the bottle. I turn eighteen soon, and I’m certain come that day I’ll no longer be welcome in his house.”“Do you have any relatives you can stay with?” her dad asked.“My aunt, but there’s a slight problem with that option. She lives three towns away.”“I take it that staying with her would require changing schools” her mom replied.“Precisely.”“Mom, dad, don’t we have a spare room?”Their gaze turned.