ElevenClarrie's hometown, the same day…maybe.
'And, Charlie Chilton, the only true friend I have in the entire world, is about as reliable as a chocolate teapot'
'ALL MEN ARE BASTARDS. CLARISSA,' her mother said, (her mother always called Clarrie by her full name, a name she had always hated) 'surely you know that by now, just look at your father.'
Well, she certainly agreed with that assessment of her father, he had left the marital home to go and live with another woman when Clarrie had been fourteen years old and she had been glad to see him go, for her entire life with him, she had been a major disappointment.
She had been born a girl.
The more she tried to make him love her, the more he pushed her away, even more so when her brother Courtenay was born. He lavished whatever love h
