You ARE 18 and you CAN do what you want. But WERE paying for your education so I think we have SOME say in it. I thought maybe I had gone a little too... far so I backtracked a bit. Okay. Can we talk about it tonight? Thats fine. The day went by with no big happenings. I went to see Mike and Darren and we talked about stuff for a bit. What are you guys doing in the fall? I asked. Dunno. Ditto. What about you? asked Darren. I havent decided for sure, but I think Im going to Stanford. Cool. Have you. Do you know the suburb ‘East Oakland’? She asked. As he pondered her question his mind was returning to the previous request for financial help. ‘I think she is a scammer, however let’s consider her request and throw out a challenge’. He replied. “East Oakland is one of the low economic areas of the city. Most of the accommodation was built to house the workers who worked in the array of heavy industry and factories, those factories have long since closed and work in that suburb, in fact. Her friend from college. The one person she trusted, the one she always wondered so many what-ifs especially after her now ex-husband decided to leave her after having their daughter.He turned the corner around the front desk out of sight and Kylie breathed a sigh of relief. She did not know how she should talk to him. She made her way in the opposite direction towards the hotel gym and pool.Kylie got a good sweat from the weights and the rowing machine. She returned to her room famished. She. Donna fished the blanket off her head and looked squarely at her daughter…their eyes locking. “I love your father…and…and,” she tried, but no words would come to mind. “Were you having sex with him?” She asked the question but she couldn’t believe she was asking it of her own mother. “DO NOT TELL YOUR FATHER!” Donna blurted in an angry tone. “WHY NOT?!” she all but shrieked back at her. “Because it’s cruel…he doesn’t need to know,” her mother replied, her eyes lowering to stare at the corner.