The Black Sheep Has Arrived — Episode 2

If things in New York aren't working out, come home. Have the Ashfords find you something local. Anything's better than digging through trash. I looked down.

The Ashfords. Sterling Ashford, the head of the Ashford family, had reached out three times through Dr. Langley, MIT's provost, requesting 30 minutes of my time.

He'd been trying for three months. They thought I was scraping by in Queens. My actual apartment was in Cambridge. A 15-minute walk from my lab at MIT.

The chat kept lighting up. I couldn't be bothered to read any more of it. I just typed back, okay, I'll be there. Serena sent a Venmo request within seconds.

zero dollars and one cent the memo read for your flight home can't wait to see you hazel Elliot's voice message came in immediately after with everything Serena's paying for right now how can you actually accept that send it back Ethan just because Serena pulls 200k

dollars a year doesn't give you the right to guilt her into paying your way I was about to type a response Melanie dropped in with a sighing emoji come on you guys can we stop coming at hailer every chance we get half as hard as Serena and gotten into an ivy. You wouldn't be living alone in- She was too embarrassed to face

us, so she's been avoiding us for 10 years. She's finally coming home. Don't scare her off. I looked down again. At 18, yes, I really had been avoiding them. Senior year of high school, transferred in from California and slid effortlessly into my little circle of three.