“Didn’t you have your parents, siblings?” Maxine didn’t and never had. And after only four months of being in Heart Cove? She could barely remember their faces.
“We were never close. They kept to their lives, and I was left to raise myself. I had to learn early to have my own back.”
A hands-off approach a lot of kids had probably wanted, Maxine however had hated it. The lack of structure and support had not only left her traumatized and untethered. But also, alone in dark places.
“I tried to tell my mom, I thought she’d care,” a woman to woman talk to get perspective, “she just told me to stop letting my “issues” destroy the family’s image. Actually, had the gall to tell me to do something “normal” like not eat or at least keep my humping private.”
Camille was angry any mother could
