Dear Ann Landers,
ur daughter, Grace, is twenty-three years old. We've given her voice lessons, piano, four years at a fine university, a trip to Europe, and plenty of love. Grace has an excellent job. She earns $400 a month. We don't ask for room and board. We only ask that she stop charging every-thing to us. As a college graduation gift we bought her a new car. Whenever I ask Grace to drive me somewhere she gets a pained look on her face. Yesterday she said, "How did you get to the doctor's office before I had a car?" Grace wants her own apartment but she says we should pay the rent. Frankly my nerves need a rest, and I'd be happy if she moved out. Please help me find the right words.-Tired

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