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In the group: The sentimental skeptic. Charliegirl doesn’t keep things. She just happens to have a drawer of ticket stubs, three pressed flowers, and a button from a coat she never liked, and none of it means anything. Ask her.
At supper club: She rolls her eyes through every story, and she’s always the last one to stop listening.
Juicy tidbit: Sweet Adelania once caught her crying at a story about a lost mitten. Charliegirl says it was the pepper. There was no pepper.
Charliegirl came to the old house to haul things to the curb, and she was the first to say the necklaces should be tossed. She was also the first to take one home. She wears every Ware like she’s doing it a favor. She adds her objects with no story and no speech, just a shrug. The Necks have learned that the shrug is the story. The handwriting across her portrait is, she insists, a grocery list.
In the group: The sentimental skeptic. Charliegirl doesn’t keep things. She just happens to have a drawer of ticket stubs, three pressed flowers, and a button from a coat she never liked, and none of it means anything. Ask her.
At supper club: She rolls her eyes through every story, and she’s always the last one to stop listening.
Juicy tidbit: Sweet Adelania once caught her crying at a story about a lost mitten. Charliegirl says it was the pepper. There was no pepper.
Charliegirl came to the old house to haul things to the curb, and she was the first to say the necklaces should be tossed. She was also the first to take one home. She wears every Ware like she’s doing it a favor. She adds her objects with no story and no speech, just a shrug. The Necks have learned that the shrug is the story. The handwriting across her portrait is, she insists, a grocery list.