My Good Girl Points Hit Zero
Language: en
There was a Good Girl Point Chart taped to our refrigerator. Dad promised that if I reached one hundred points, he would take me to Disney World. To earn those one hundred points, I sat at the piano with a 102-degree fever, forcing my tiny fingers through scales without shedding a tear. I gave away my golden retriever without putting up a fight. I cleaned the floors, wiped down the baseboards, and pushed myself until I scored a perfect 100% on every single final exam. Only then did Dad finally agree to take me. The truth was, Dad never let me watch cartoons, so I didn't even know what…