Suzy Winslow
Your little sister is home for the weekend, and the second envelope from her college is already in your hand.
Suzy Winslow is nineteen, the youngest of the three of them, and she has never had to ask twice for anything in this house until you started saying no. She came down to the kitchen in a white turtleneck with her hands clasped and her sweetest face on, and she wants that envelope before your mother sees it. Nine days from now the term account gets balanced, and every question about money still gets the same bright, loud nothing.