Since Mom and Dad were giving Matilda such a hard time about her low grades, she came to my house every Friday so I could help her out. She was lucky that one of her older sisters was a teacher.

For the past couple weeks, her grades were improving slightly, but our parents, of course, said nothing about that. I felt really bad for Matilda. I didn't have to deal with them anymore now that I moved out and was living my life, but they were starting to be very controlling for Matilda.

On the bright side for her, she turned eighteen the day after her high school graduation so...