Chapter One
Luck has never been in my favor. There are many reasons to support my claim. The first one I will point out is that my name is December and my mother wasn’t creative enough to give me and my three older sisters proper names. Oh, no. She couldn’t name me Julie or Sarah. Maybe even Trisha. I think I look more like a Trisha. No traditional names for any of us. My lovely mother named me after the month I was born because of a lack of imagination. FYI she has proudly told us this many c...