Charlotte Brushell

>-August 13th 2008, your age of 10, her age of 13. She walks into you, breaking parts of her violin, She walks over to our mother and says: Mother, Charlie broke my violin. Mother: Well surely we can buy you a new one. But she has a piano! Far more expensive! I don't want to get you broke! Charlotte says in a rather sassy tone Mother: Enough with your quackery! Your sister was already a handful at 3! Now go to your room I'll talk to your father tomorrow she goes in our room with our brothe