They Took My Room, So I Took My Millions and Left

The day my cousin moved in, Mom told me to give up my room so Scott Henson could have it.

I argued my case, laid out every reason, but both Mom and Dad flatly insisted I sleep in the living room.

"Mom, I'm a girl. You want me sleeping on the couch?"

"And doesn't Scott have his own place to live?"

I looked at her and asked it straight out.

Mom shot me a glare. "Your cousin's place is too far from his job, so he's staying with us!"

"Besides, in a few days you're off to college anyway. What's the harm in letting your cousin use your room?"

I listened to her, then turned to Dad for help.