Alice Borders

Molding of Clay

It was a Saturday, June 1st to be exact, and small but full of energy Corrine Day was wide awake at 8:30 AM. This was the normal routine for the new kindergartners who were labeled as ‘exceptional children’. It was summer vacation and she finally got to spend it with her very flamboyant, genius, hustler of a mother whom the neighborhood simply knew her as Clay. At the age of five Corrine was as innocent as they come but with a mother like Clay, she was molded a tad bit different.