Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 73

“Sure, I go to a nice Catholic school with all these programs and a respectable college prep curriculum, but what I want to do isn’t going to make money.” Corinne lamented. “I just don’t see myself getting a business or engineering degree or anything like that. People like me don’t deserve to exist.”

“Don’t worry about it, you’ll be able to–” I paused before that last sentence of hers hit me like an eighteen wheeler. “Corinne, you can’t be saying…”

“Yes, I am.” She staunchly said. “If I can’t find some kind of way to have a prosperous future before I graduate, then my family will have to bury me like how I’m burying my dreams.”

I didn’t know what to say after that.

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