My sister told me to stop playing pretend entrepreneur, so at sunday dinner in texas I made one phone call that froze the whole room Growing up, Sarah was the golden child and I was the kid in the garage with a beat-up laptop. She brought home debate trophies and student council ribbons. I rewired old computers and built small websites for anyone willing to trust a teenager. Our parents made it clear who they thought was building a “real future.” Sarah went off to Harvard, collected polished pho