I found myself having to inform him over and over, each time in a slightly louder voice, that I was eighteen, thank you very much, and no longer my father’s concern, and the fact of my being female didn’t mean I hadn’t understood the contracts when my lawyer sat down and explained them to me. He mistook my indignation for concern that my father should not have to worry about me. In reality, my granny had impressed upon me several times that a woman must never reveal her cash stash to any male relative.
