“Mom. I’m sixteen. And sometimes dumb. And sometimes ridiculous. But I’m still less than two years from being able to run away for real. If I can leave you in good hands, then I want to. Also, you do know it’s really stupid to keep telling me I come first when you never put yourself first, don’t you? Which lesson am I supposed to learn here? Do as you say, or do as you do?”
Again, not Junie's decision.
