Killing Them With Their Own Pennies

Summary

When I opened my eyes again, the blue light of my laptop was searing into my retinas. I was back. Back on the day of the interview that would change everything.

In the next room, my older sister, Monica, was waiting for the kidney transplant we couldn’t afford. My mother’s solution? Obsessive, pathological "frugality."

I looked at the bottles of expensive, life-sustaining specialty meds sitting on the desk. A cold laugh bubbled up in my throat. Without a second thought, I swept them all into the trash can.