My friend kept belittling me, saying I’d never achieve anything— but ten years later I refused her loan request and sent her back out onto the street
Coffee scorched my fingers through the thin cardboard cup, but even that discomfort couldn’t drown out the flutter inside me. “Masha, I’ve decided. Tomorrow I’m filing to register as a sole proprietor,” I leaned forward across the table toward my friend. “I’m going to help small businesses with financial planning.” Masha nearly choked on her … Read more