Moja córka nie dostała wynagrodzenia za swoją wakacyjną pracę w lokalnym barze z lodami – jak sobie z tym poradziła, uświadomiła mi, że dobrze ją wychowałam

“You’ve said that before.”

“I need you here now.”

“I needed you to pay me.”

I had to look away so Sloan wouldn’t see me smile.

Santiago tried a different approach.

“I’ve been good to you all summer.”

Sloan’s expression changed.

Not angry.

Just completely done.

“You haven’t paid me all summer.”

That ended that argument.

Santiago told her he’d send $400 immediately and the rest after the event.

Sloan refused.

Then he offered $600.

“No.”

“I’m trying to compromise with you.”

“I’m not negotiating my pay after I already did the work.”

He went quiet.

Then, “Put your mother back on.”

Sloan hesitated for a moment, then looked at me.

“Why?”

“Because you’re being unreasonable.”

And suddenly I understood why he’d called me instead of her.

He thought I was the adult who could make the troublesome teenager behave.

Sloan understood too.

She smiled.

“My mom isn’t my manager.”

Then she hung up.

I stared at her. “You just hung up on your boss.”

She raised an eyebrow.