Slipping through fingers

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I got to bed before midnight. So proud. Two minutes after Josh got to bed there was a knock on the door. "This is their version of birth control," he whispered. Danielle sat down in front of me. "What the HELL am I spending so much money on? You need to give me more money. College is expensive!"

Well yes and no. It's more that college is a thousand times more social than high school. If you're in college, you're 21, no matter how old you are. There's going out for drinks, going out to lunch, going to coffee with new friends. Danielle talked to so many people in her first week of college that she lost her voice along with all her money.  I'm not giving her more money. I'll give her two tutor kids so she can earn her own, but I'm not giving mine.

Danielle thinks I'm mean. I hoard all the money. I'm also the one who earns all the money. After she walked out in a huff Josh said he thought I was wrong. If I acknowledge that it's more expensive, why wouldn't I give her a little more? But I think he's wrong. Danielle doesn't pay rent. Groceries. Random stuff like socks and medical tape and eyeliner. 

I get that Dani's homework is much harder than mine, so that's why it's fine that she doesn't get a job. But giving her half the money I get from working over the summer, working for Arnie and tutoring? Not going to happen.