“Ellany!!!” my boss yelled.
“You’re in big trouble.”
Uh…okay…uh-oh. Had I left a toilet seat up in the ladies’ room? Had I forgotten to lock the CEO’s office last night and somebody snuck in and stole his special t.v. tupee?
“Your sister just called and informed me…” a big grin spread on his face, “YOU JUST GOT A (correctly assume a really good score here) ON YOUR SAT’S!!!!!”
I screamed and jumped into his arms. Based on my score, I was going to college with a 70% scholarship! Plus, I had been saving. PLUS…I just so happened to be working at a ministry that awarded scholarships to employees for THAT school and that school ONLY for their first semester. PLUS!…my landlady’s crazy daughter wasn’t going! Clearly, ORU was a go.
With only a few weeks left to spend in Texas, I asked Debra if I could move back in with her. I couldn’t take being treated like “family” with that family anymore, though I was thankful for the strange route that got me up to a school I’d never heard of. I spent my last few weeks piling up as much cash as I could and planning my last summer in California.