"You've got to be kidding me!" Clarissa exclaimed, her eyes widening as she took in her surroundings. She stood in front of a small, shabby-looking house, unable to believe her eyes as she analyzed everything.
"Please tell me this isn't where we'll be living now. Mom, of all the houses out there, is this really the best you could afford?" she complained, clearly displeased.
"This is what we can afford," Agnes replied with a shrug.
"You're kidding, Mom. Tell me you're kidding!" Clarissa refused to accept that this was her new home. Even the security guards back then when they still lived at the Florence household, had a better place than this.
Clarissa wondered how low she had stooped, ger life was practically over, and she blamed Dorothy for it.
"Maybe if you had left the Florence hou
