My name is Kay, and at thirty-one years old I run a successful tech company that my family knows nothing about. When I decided to visit home for my thirty-second birthday, I expected a small celebration—maybe a homemade cake.
Instead, my mother looked at me across our worn kitchen table and said, “We had to cancel your birthday dinner. We need the money for your sister Sophia’s Europe trip.”
The familiar sting of being second best returned, but they had no idea what my life had become. Two days later, as we sat at dinner, my phone rang. Little did I know, it would change everything.
