The Cost of Freedom
Language: en
My friends invited me to a New Year's Eve party. I was dead broke, so I could only make some honey-glazed chicken wings to share. As I was about to leave, my mom's face suddenly darkened. "Have I ever tasted your cooking? And you're making it for those shady friends of yours?" "Instead of eating with them, you should have gone to meet the guy I set you up with a few days ago!" "Do you understand 'networking up'? You never listen! I raised an ungrateful enemy!" I stopped in my tracks and, for the first time, refuted her complaints. "Fine. You take the wings. Give me back my paycheck!"