“That’s not what I’m saying,” I protested. “I’ve worked so hard for this. I’ve maintained a 4.0 GPA while working multiple jobs. Those scholarships won’t cover everything.”

“You can take out loans like everyone else,” Cassandra snapped. “Eric and I have a mortgage. That’s life.”

“Or,” Mom added, “you could live at home and attend community college. Much more economical.”

Something inside me shifted. A lifetime of compliance gave way to pure indignation.

“No.” The word hung in the air.

Mom blinked, unaccustomed to resistance. “Excuse me?”