Clarisse stood before her mirror, trying to get the necklace around her neck. Her mother had given it to her as a gift on her eighteenth birthday. It was old but looked special and it must have meant a lot to her.
Clarisse had been bothered ever since the talk she had with her father in the afternoon, she was worried as she wondered if she crossed any lines with him earlier today. Maybe she was a bit harsh with him, was she supposed to say all those things she said to him? All the hurtful words that she had intoned voraciously