K’yanna began to sob as she listened to her academic advisor. “Miss Haynes, I cannot write you a law school letter of recommendation. You were admitted here at Hawthorn as a favor to your father, despite an ACT of 20 and SATs below 1000. You’re in the bottom 10% of your class and now your LSATs are an embarrassment. You are simply unqualified.” K’Yanna fell to her knees. She batted her paste-on eyelashes and licked her li...