Cute, Ann!!
I’m so embarrassed that I just want to disappear, but I want to tell him that…yeah, I have a home. Only I don’t dare to go back there right now. Because I’m in trouble and I need to think, and right now I can’t face Mom, and if I go back there now she won’t let me finish reading her diary. Because I, Clara Ellen Lane, have broken into Mom’s secret drawer and stolen the diary where she wrote down the secrets that she wouldn't share with anyone. And the things I read in there… and when Mom finds out I’ve been reading them…. oh, my…
Naughty, naughty daughter…
Well, Mom and Santa got together, and, hmmmm, they hit it off – they, uh, they did the sort of things I can’t even begin to tell you about
Not on ‘this side’ anyway…
Her name was Zara, and Dad said she was his wife. Poor Mom!
That woman just keeps popping up, doesn’t she?
(It’s Christmas Day today, and it’s my birthday too, if I didn’t tell you.)
Oh, man, poor Lois was pregnant a loonngg time. No wait.. Those little critters could live a loonggg time with that drug, couldn’t they?
It feels peaceful, as if I could just fly away above the sea and forget about my troubles. Too bad that Smallville is in the other direction.
Bet she can, too - fly to Smallville that is.
Jeepers… I wonder what her cup size is.
K… No, no… J… You sure her name's not Priscilla?
why my Mom’s never told me the truth, and how I and Mom can ever again be the sort of wonderful friends that we used to be, and who I am anyway.
Awww…. She’s afraid her mom will be
that mad? Isn’t this just like a kid?
Jeepers! I’ve run straight into one of those warehouses here down at Hobb’s Bay. Hot damn, I’ve totalled it! Someone is going to be really angry tomorrow.
Yep, gonna be mad, Clara.
What’s a ghettobird? A helicopter?
Hope that girl knows a lot about geography.
