I’m 17, getting ready for college apps. My mom passed away when I was young but left a college fund for me.
My dad remarried a couple of years ago to Tracy, who’s obsessed with her looks—hair, nails, clothes, everything. She’s always in front of a mirror but never lifts a finger around the house. So, my college fund was my only security for the future. One day, I get home from school and find Tracy grinning at the kitchen table. She looks up, all smug, and goes, “Guess who’s getting veneers? Your college fund came through in a pinch!”
I froze. “My what? You STOLE from my college fund?!”
She waved it off like I was being dramatic. “Stole? Please, I’m family. It’s not a big deal.” Then she winked, as if that made it okay. I was boiling. “You had NO right! That money’s for my future!” I yelled. She just rolled her eyes. “Relax, it’s just money.” But here’s where karma steps in, because…
