From Appalachian Dirt To Tech Heiress

with the screech of

d debt, another one of her "little mistakes" from living a life I could only fund but nev

pology. It was my parents' voice, telling the police, "She wa

dark

se. The smell of pine and damp earth filled my lungs. The memories of that othe

would never again seek their

randma. They went to Austin, Texas, for "better opportunities" and a new life. They took their

ck. Grandma's fun

ral wallpaper. She wore designer clothes I knew cost more than our monthly grocery budget.

hours, the meat from a hog I had raised myself. The money from raisin

ld wooden table. The meat was

rinkled

It looks so..

rk. "This is peasant f

her side. "Of course, sweetie. We can go

piece of the brisket for myself, and started

crumpled, and she burst into tears. It

e good meat! She did it on

. "Jocelyn! How can you be so heartless? Your siste

ed. I would have given Stella my plate.

ky flavor, the result of my own labor. I looked f

d walked to my room without another word. I could hear Debra's shriek

door and w