Sixteen
Kylie
“When are you coming over, Kylie?” Mom says through the tiny speaker of my cell phone. “I still have the food you were supposed to pick up yesterday. Well… not the exact food from yesterday. I made a fresh batch and—”
“Mom,” I pause the video I’m editing and sigh, “I don’t mean to interrupt, but I’m up to my eyeballs in footage and my deadline is tomorrow. There’s no way I can stop by tonight.”
“What? Are you still at the station? It’s almost nine o’clock. You have the morning show tomorrow too.”
“Yeah.”
“This is ridiculous. You’re working too hard and they don’t even acknowledge it. What do those broadcast people know anyway? My daughter is the biggest asset in that company.”
Her ranting makes me smile even if it isn’t exactly true. If Brenda ever fires me, she could
