At the time I thought she was crazy—finishing school, in this day and age?—but now I wonder where I’d be if I’d taken her advice. Married to a rich man and cocooned from the world in Chanel, YSL and Gucci; a man who could pay off Mr. Ravnikar like it was nothing. But no, I had to go to university, didn’t I. I had to get an education. Better myself. Learn to be independent. Like an idiot.
