f**k. I still don’t know how to answer that. I made up some half-assed excuse about an emergency and Clara needing to go take care of things for a while, but I kept it vague as hell and I don’t think she bought it. The only reason why she didn’t ask further was because Bambi dashed in and snatched her up for school.
I’ve been sitting in this dive bar ever since. Drinking away all consciousness so I don’t have to face the consequences of my actions for however long a blackout will last.
Whatever issues Clara and I had, there’s no denying that she’s a good mother. A great mother, really.
Did I project my own trauma from having a shitty mother on her? Probably.
Did she deserve it? Probably not.
Selling Clara Everett seemed like such an easy plan in the beginning. Let her serve her senten
