c l e m e n t i n e

clementine grace beaumont 1986. she/her. the builder. mandy moore lookalike.

[clementinebeaumont]

Some things are made to last. Clementine just happens to be one of them.

👠THE BASICS👠

Charleston, South Carolina → New York City → France → Napa Valley, California → Kismet Harbor (2025)

Answers To: Clem

Current Residence: Emerald Mist

Coffee Order: Flat white, usually gone cold before she remembers to finish it.

Snack of Choice: fruit and cheese platter

👠SMALL QUIRKS👠

She always carries a notebook filled with sketches, ideas, and half-finished thoughts..

She finds comfort in routines and well-organized spaces.

She collects fabrics from places she's traveled.

👠THE VIBE👠

driven, composed, nurturing, emotionally aware, perfectionistic, devoted, resilient, quietly intense

👠AROUND TOWN👠

The Treasure Chest

Sensara

Blsisful Balance

Chapman University (job lectures)

Worthy of Hope (sewing class)

Equestrian Estates

Glamour Avenue

👠KNOWN FOR👠

Looking effortlessly put together, even on chaotic days.

Thoughtful gifts that somehow feel impossibly personal.

Having an eye for beauty in ordinary things.

Turning difficult experiences into something useful, meaningful, or beautiful.

Speaking calmly during moments when everyone else is panicking.

👠GOOGLE DOC👠

[clementinebeaumont]

✦ closed starter for @rileyjelliot ✦ based on: 🚥| where clementine and the girls are playing a game at the park.

"Green light!" Clementine called, back to her kids as the giggles of all three of them were heard, racing towards their mother. "Red light!" sounded a moment later, turning to face them and watching as they all 'froze' their movements. Though, freezing for Rosalie resulted in her bouncing happily on the balls of her feet, eager to race her sisters to their mother first. "Green light!" she called, though, as the giggles erupted - much louder than before - she turned, smiling as she saw Casper, her brother in law's black lab happily wagging his tail as he was now playing with the girls, tongue licking and all. "Oh well, it looks like we have a friend." she smiled, a little wider, eyes landing on Riley a moment later. "Uncle Riley's here too." she nodded, watching as the girls' giggled louder, doing their best to run towards Riley with Casper right behind them.

[sydneyxvanpersie]

Sydney's expression softened at her sister's words. I'm married. She wanted to sit there and tell her that it was all going to be alright, but the truth was, she didn't have the slightest clue if it would. Sydney didn't dislike Corinne because she made her sister happy, but she knew that this whole situation was not as black and white as the statement I'm married suggested it was. "No, they shouldn't be." Sydney let out a sigh, "But if you need help with them or anything, they're always welcome here for as long as you need if that helps the two of you sort things out." She offered to her sister before shaking her head. "You used the word technically, Clem. Even if no one else thinks she did something wrong, you're obviously feeling some sort of way." She felt a crease forming between her brows. "I know you. You wouldn't just kiss someone else because you felt like it. It was a series of feelings that led to that. You don't have to share with me if you don't want to, but know that I'm not here to judge." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

"I know you will do anything that I need of you, Syd." Clementine stated, exhaling a moment later. "And that means more to me than I think I'd ever be able to express." she admitted, smile a little more present. It was only when her sister brought up what Clementine had said - she'd used the word technically - that Clementine caught onto it as well. In hindsight, Sydney was right. Clementine wasn't going to blame Corinne for her actions, that had been entirely on Clementine. But she did wonder sometimes if maybe the way that her trip to France had been handled - if she'd not been as closed off from what was happening in town despite asking on a regular basis and calling every day, that maybe the emotional attachment of another human being wouldn't have come so easily to her. Despite it all, though, Clementine was the one that had kissed someone that wasn't her wife while she were married; Corinne - or anyone for that matter - had a right to be upset with her. "It was a series of events, I guess." she nodded. "Emotional vulnerability." she added, swallowing. "It wasn't just anyone and I think that's the part that makes it worse." Though she left out the who - in Clementine's mind it wasn't important information for anyone to know unless they asked - but she knew that as she said, Sydney wasn't one to judge her regardless. "They made me feel something when I felt as if I was being closed off from everything here in Kismet and I know that's not an excuse but -" she paused. "You can figure out the rest." @sydneyxvanpersie

[clementinebeaumont]

✦ closed starter for @hudsonxelliot ✦ based on: 🧀| where they experience first interactions post news.

Despite the fact she didn't do it a lot thanks to Corinne's meal prepping, Clementine found herself at ease in the kitchen. It was as if she were using the space to escape, letting her creative freedom take over in the complete opposite way that it did when she were designing clothing. And on tonight's menu, she'd decided that nothing sounded better than a cheesy pasta dish and a glass of wine or two for the adults of the house. She hadn't been paying attention, instead, scanning the shelves of the specialty cheeses when she felt her cart shift, bumping into someone else's. "Sorry I have a tendency to -" she paused, realizing the person that her cart had hit was Hudson, her brother in law. "Oh, Hudson hi." she smiled. "I was just going to say I have a tendency to not pay that much attention when I'm in the zone, looking for something, but, I definitely feel a little less worrisome when it happens with someone that I know."

[clementinebeaumont]

✦ closed starter for @georgiaelliot ✦ based on: ❓| where they experience first interactions post news.

Things in her house and her marriage hadn't exactly been on the best of terms recently, but, Clementine was determined to do what she could to fix it. Of course, she were only one person, and she couldn't nor would she force her wife to do her part to fix things, she could at least do her part. After a long day at the store, though, she'd come home, picked up Rosalie and had taken her to the stables where they'd been warming the child up to the idea of taking horse lessons, something that Clementine was sure the three year old would love once she had gotten more acquainted with the horses. It was no surprise that Georgia was also there, likely visiting her boyfriend; it was also not shocking when Rosalie's attention shifted from the horses to her aunt, who she was eager to see. Leading the child by the hand to her aunt Georgia, Clementine offered Georgia a small smile. "We can't say no to Aunt Georgia." she stated. "She left the ponies to come say hello to you."

[scottxmason]

Lingering around someone else's car wasn't something he tended to do. If this had still been Los Angeles, he would've gone about his day, but having caught onto the town vibes and doing his part for being an upstanding citizen, he waited. Luckily for him, the owner of the vehicle didn't take a long time to arrive and rightfully so, she seemed a bit apprehended at his presence. "Hi." He greeted back, putting his phone into his pocket yet keeping a small card in his hands. "No, uh. Someone hit your car, ma'am." Scott explained himself, looking behind him to gesture towards her car where some damage was visible. "They drove off but I got their licence plate for you." He brought up his business card, held between two fingers showing he had scribbled the licence plate number on it. "I figured you'd want that for your insurance and police report." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

Hearing the news that someone had hit her car had sent Clementine's mood from 'eager to help' to 'you've got to be kidding me' really quickly, and the brunette let her arms fall, exhaling deeply. Though it didn't seem to release the tension that was in her shoulders. "That's a -" she paused, shaking her head, taking a few steps closer, all the shopping bags now on one arm as she examined the damage. There was a dent in her back bumper, and a scratch on the side just above her tire, however, she was thankful that from the way it looked, it wasn't too damaged to drive off once she'd done her part to report it. Placing the bags on next to the car, she let her gaze meet the others, taking the card from him. "Thank you for this. There aren't many people that would've thought to write this down for anyone that wasn't themselves." she added. "Did you see what kind of car it was?" she paused, though, realized that likely wasn't important seeing as how they had a tag number, which was even better. "Actually never mind, that's not necessary information to have. This should tell me that." she paused. "This definitely isn't the news I was expecting after shopping, that's for sure." @scottxmercer

[lexiselliot]

While Clementine was in the kitchen, Lexi continued to try to soothe her son, but all he was doing was crying. She hated seeing him like this and while she knew it wasn't uncommon for babies to cry like this, she had hoped she could calm her son down when he did. It was just becoming more apparent to her that she couldn't. Or at least in her head. She turned as her sister-in-law came back in and she sighed. "Thank you. You really didn't have to bring anything." She told her before laughing a little. "Honestly, I think I'll take you up on that. It sounds so silly to be fed as a grown woman, but god I need something." She'd been at this for a while and she was starving. She watched as Clementine came over to her and at her words, tears started coming and her lip quivered. "I-I don't know if I am. I try to do what the books say and I just feel like I can't do it right." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

"I know I didn't have to." Clementine shrugged as she looked at her sister in law. "I'm not going to show up anywhere empty handed if I can avoid it." she smiled. "But especially when there's a new baby to love on and cuddle." she nodded, yet, when Lexi agreed to let Clementine feed her, Clementine laughed. "Well, a little birdie told me that someone is a big fan of pesto tortellini." she smiled. "I'm not one that knows much about it, but, I do know that Vila Vitale was very happy for an order that you can eat on now. It's ready to go so I'll get some warmed for you and will happily feed you." she nodded, yet, she stopped, her face falling as the other stated that she didn't know if she were. "I don't want to be that person; you parent the way you need to." she admitted. "But, the parenting books have nothing on instinct." she nodded. "And I know it's hard. But, you're learning each other. You're learning him but he's learning you. It's new. And it's scary as hell." @lexiselliot

[abrahamxwhitney]

Abraham nodded his head, "Yeah, I get that. No one wants their children to act up for anyone else. It's not like it doesn't happen but it probably doesn't make anyone person feel great, even if it's one of those shit happens moments." Though he didn't have kids, he had worked with many of them at the estate. "Great," he smiled back at her, gesturing for her to follow along. "Did you grow up with horses at all, Clem?" Abraham asked curious, realizing he didn't know a ton about Corinne's wife. @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

"Yeah, exactly that." Clementine smiled. "I'm thankful my kids are all fairly good most of the time, but, in the off chance they are I'm begging them in my head to only act that way at home for me." she admitted. "I'm glad that someone else gets it, or at least seems to understand it all." she admitted. "I did." Clementine nodded. "We used to ride every Saturday growing up; we had our own horses, all the fancy rider gear." she shrugged. "I always looked at it as more of a leisurely sport; I was never someone that did the competitive stuff or anything." she admitted. "But we had our own horses and everything. I haven't ridden any myself in awhile because I traveled a lot for work so it just never made sense to me to have any." @abrahamxwhitney

[clementinebeaumont]

📍kismet harbor w/ @corinnebeaumont

clembeaumont: Happy third birthday to our baby girl. I can't believe we've gotten to love you for three whole years already, but I also feel like I blinked and you were a full grown child and not our tiny baby anymore. You're everything our family needed and I'm so happy to be able to call you ours. Happy birthday, bug.

[remingtonelliot]

Financially, Remington certainly did need the extra work, but mentally she wasn't sure how much it would do her any good. Even the shifts that she did work right now she found it hard to stay put and stay focused for it fully. Her heart wasn't in the work and her mind too overwhelmed to want to keep doing it. Biting at her lower lip, she gave a gentle nod. At least if she was taking the shifts on to help give her nieces more time with Clementine, that she could do. It was hard to do work for herself, but an easier task altogether when she had a purpose behind it. "Yeah, that ah - yeah. I can do that any time. Just let me know when you want me around and I can like. I don't know how much help I'll really be, but um, extra backup anyway so you can take some extra time with these guys." She knew the girls had missed their mom while she'd been gone, so she could only imagine they were eager to spend as much time around Clem as they could. Her gaze turned towards the girls as a squeal was let loose, Remi jumping back into working with the sand as they cheered on the next layer of castles to be put together. "That's totally lame. I mean, I love a sunbathe and fruity drink as much as the next girl, but playing and building sandcastles? Best part of the beach. Guess it's a good thing you've got us now. You're part of the family, so sandcastles are a must now."

@clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

Clementine could almost sense a hesitation in Remington's voice, yet, she didn't comment on it, instead letting herself offer her a smile. Not only was she family, she'd also do anything for anyone that needed it. That's just how she'd always been. Lending a helping hand to anyone that could use it; family or not. "I'll let you know. I know things would be in good hands with you around." she nodded. Not to mention Clementine would be thankful for the extra time with her family. Something she'd been trying to make more time for since returning from France. It was harder somedays to integrate herself into the schedules they'd created while she'd been gone. As she looked at her daughters - all with smiles bigger than she'd seen all day - she let her own smile widen, watching as they all seemed to be having the time of their life. "I definitely think making sandcastles is going to be common thing for us moving forward." she sighed. "I think they'll love a reason to come out to the beach even more." @remingtonelliot

THE END

[sydneyxvanpersie]

starter for @clementinebeaumont

location: syd's home

Sydney had just found out what Clementine had told her wife and frankly, Sydney found herself more upset that Corinne had walked out. Sydney was not one to shy away from confrontation herself. "I mean, I get that you kissed someone else and that sucks. I'm not saying you're in the right for doing that." It's not like she approved of cheating, she knew that was clear. "But what good does it do to walk out? Like does she plan to discuss it at all with you? That you know of?" Sydney asked, bringing Clementine a glass of wine and sitting down on the couch next to her. "I've got your back no matter what, Clem. I don't want to take sides, but I'm a little worried that's what it's going to end up being."

[clementinebeaumont]

"Thanks for not because I know that I'm not in the right." Clementine admitted, shifting so her legs were underneath her, almost as if to make herself look smaller. "I shouldn't have done it. I'm married." she repeated, almost as if it were something she were having to remind herself of. "But I do wish she'd have stayed and talked to me." Clementine stated. "I don't blame her for needing space; I can't say I wouldn't have wanted to do the same thing." she admitted, shrugging slowly. "But she immediately asked me to pack bags for the kids and take them to her dad. I told her no at first, because she was trying to say I wasn't going to jeopardize her time with them as if I were the one keeping her away. I agreed for a night but then told her we had to figure something out because it wasn't fair for the kids to be shuffled around or for us to lose out on time with them. It's not our kids fault I kissed someone. They shouldn't be drug in the middle of it." she stated. Yet as Sydney said that she wasn't sure it would come to picking sides, Clementine shook her head. "I appreciate that you would." she sighed. "But I wouldn't blame you if you took hers; she technically didn't do anything wrong." @sydneyxvanpersie

[clementinebeaumont]

✦ closed starter for @scottxmercer ✦ based on: ⛽️| where clementine comes out to bad news.

Clementine had made it her own personal mission to go to the shopping center and grab a few clothes for the girls for after school. She were adamant about having 'play clothes' and school clothes, and with the new school year fast approaching, she wanted to get a head start on getting a few cheaper pieces in different sizes so they had some to grow into, and some that they could even wear now if they needed them. She'd placed the bags on her arm and had made her way her car when she spotted a man standing close by. Raising an eyebrow as she approached she exhaled, though, plastered a small smile on her face. "Hi." she greeted, keeping her distance but looking at the other. "You okay? Did you lose something?"

[corinnebeaumont]

"You didn't care, Clementine. If you had, you would have stayed. You would have made it work." She was angry now, both visibly and in how she spoke. Her voice raised slight before she dropped it back down, not wanting to wake the kids with her yelling. "You left me when I was grieving; you left OUR kids when they were grieving their grandmother. You left me to do everything. Do you know how exhausting that is?" All of this she had been holding in for too long, and now it was spilling out of her mouth. "I didn't get a break. I dealt with all the meltdowns, all the emotions, while you just got to call whenever you felt like it." Corinne turned on her heels; tears were welling up in her eyes. "And you went and did this, while I was overwhelmed and trying to hold everyone." She paused, looking at her wife. "Hold out family together. Sorry doesn't cover it. Sorry is not an acceptable apology." There was a coldness in her voice; her words were maybe harsh, but they needed to be said. She needed to get it out. In a way, she felt lighter getting it out. Corinne had turned on her heels, keys and purse in hand, waiting to see if her wife had anything else to say before she left. Corinne knew it wouldn't be for long; that wasn't fair to their kids. "Pack the kids' overnight bags for tomorrow, please, and drop them off at my dad's." Not that it was where she was going tonight, but she would be tomorrow. "I'm not letting what you did jeopardize my time with them." They came first; they always had. @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

"You act like I had a choice, Corinne." Clementine countered, though she knew there was no use. Sure, she could've probably fought a little harder to stay, to be with her wife and her in-laws when they needed her the most. But the unfortunate thing about being a business owner to the degree that Clementine's business took off was that sometimes you had to do things even when you didn't want too or when the time wasn't right. Sometimes you just had to learn to go with the flow. Adjust when you could. As she admitted to how hard it had been, Clementine nodded. Not because she were learning this for the first time but because she knew. She knew how hard that time frame had been, and it hurt her to know she'd not made it any easier on anyone by not being around. Yet as Corinne stated that she were only calling whenever she wanted to, Clementine had to refrain herself from correcting her. She'd called every night. Timezone made it harder to talk to the kids sometimes, but, she'd called every day the entire time she'd been gone, as close to clockwork as she'd been able to manage. She watched as her wife made her way around their room, keys and purse in hand. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that she was leaving; Clementine didn't blame her. She'd expected it; she'd have done the same thing if she'd been in her wife's shoes. It was only when Corinne spoke again that she let her gaze meet the other's, eyes full of her own sadness that the confession had caused such a riff in her marriage. She nodded at the request to pack bags, yet shook her head a moment later. "I'm not sure bringing them to your dad's is a good idea, Corinne." Clementine shook her head again. "It's not fair for them to be uprooted from their home because you want to punish me." she started. "And I'm not going to let you blame me for 'jeopardizing your time'." she countered. "Obviously you can take them wherever you want to, I have no right to stop you, but, you're not going to blame me if you choose to stay away from me and in result not see them." she admitted. Though she paused, shaking her head again. "I'll tell them they're having a sleepover with Mommy at Grandpa's house tomorrow night when they wake up in the morning, but, after that we need to figure something out because I'm not going to have my time with them jeopardized either." Those were the last words spoken before her wife was out the door. @corinnebeaumont

THE END

[corinnebeaumont]

Corinne had disappeared to change while her wife went to make sure the kids were sleeping. She changed out of the dress she was wearing into sweats as she entered the living room, pouring a glass of wine for them both and setting it on the table. She hadn't even sat down yet when her wife's words hit her. She was stunned, too stunned to speak, really. "What?" Was all she was able to get out in her stunned silence. She didn't cry; no, she was angry. She had every right to be with what Clementine confessed to her. "So while I was here taking care of our three children, after my mother died and you just left without a single care." There was a built up harness in her tone that she had been holding in for so long. Too long. Corinne didn't speak again; she turned on her heels, grabbing her phone while looking around for where she had placed her purse. "I don't care if you regret it." Her words were cold, and at this point she didn't care how they came out. She didn't scream; she didn't yell. The last thing she wanted was to wake up the kids. She was holding back tears. "You need to take the kids to their activities tomorrow." Corinne finally had found her purse. "I can't even look at you right now. I don't know who you are, who you have become." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

Her wife's words stung, and while justified, it ignited something inside Clementine that she guessed she'd also been holding onto. "You don't get to tell me I didn't care." she began to argue, shaking her head as she looked at Corinne. "I didn't just leave because I didn't want to be here. You know I wouldn't do that." Though, with the confession she'd just given to her wife, she was sure it was easy to argue that Corinne didn't know her anymore. Clementine wasn't even so sure she knew herself anymore. The last few months had been nothing short of exhausting, yet, that was no real excuse for what had happened. "I'm sorry." Clementine spoke, though she knew it wasn't going to make any of it any better. She didn't expect it to. Sorry wasn't going to take away the fact that she'd done it, nor was the fact she regretted it the second it had happened. As her wife spoke that she needed to take the kids to their activities, Clementine nodded. She didn't ask why, she didn't ask where Corinne was going. Not because she didn't care, but because if she still knew her wife as well as she hoped she did, Corinne needed space. "Do what you need." she nodded. At this point Clementine was already convinced her marriage was over; but it didn't stop the years of love that they'd built that Clementine was sure she'd burst into hysterics if she thought about it for too long. "I can handle things here." @corinnebeaumont

[corinnebeaumont]

Corinne nodded about having to go in quietly to the house. She always did. Not that she was ever out late. Corinne had always been the one who was first to be up, but also the first to go to bed. Ever since she was just the girls' nanny, she liked the quiet of the early morning. "No, no, you can come. Maybe we can have Syd take Hallie and Tilly to go do something fun." She didn't want to exclude her wife from going to the cake tasting; she was just telling her she had booked it. "You can take her to camp if you want. She just asked me since I was planning on going to the bigger craft store to look for stuff for Rosie's party." She stated. "It's fine, you can take her." It's not that she wanted a slower morning; it just wasn't who she was. "I like going to my early spin class, and when have I ever slept in?" She rebutted because that was never really. Maybe when they were on vacation. For a second, it felt as if her wife didn't know her at all, which made her frown. "I guess we can; I'm just tired," which wasn't a lie, but Clementine really wanted to stay up and talk; she would. If anything, she would just be a little more tired in the morning than normal. "Anything important? You never want to just stay up and talk." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

When Corinne agreed to letting Clementine come along, she offered her wife a small smile. "I don't want to overstep." she stated. "But I do think it would be fun to join you guys." Truthfully, she was trying her best to be part of as much as she could since she'd returned, throw herself into the new normal they'd made while she were away. There were days it were harder, but, ultimately it was something she'd been aiming to do. "I'll take her." she nodded. "I don't mind. If you need me to go to the craft store too I can, but, I won't steal your thunder. You've always been more crafty than I have." Not that Clementine wasn't, but one thing she'd always been good at is shopping for something specific, especially with a list. "I mean, I didn't say it because you do." she stated. "But -" she paused. "Never mind." she added, turning the ignition off of the car before she opened the door, gaze meeting her wife for a second. "We just haven't talked much about anything outside the kids or work in awhile and I thought maybe it'd be good to do so." Or not. Clementine suddenly wasn't so sure she was ready for this.

What felt like the blink of an eye, they were in the living room, kids in bed and asleep, a glass of wine for each on the table in front of the couch as Clementine turned, eyes fixated on her wife. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something that happened in France." she paused, hands shaking as she let her attention turn to Corinne. "I kissed someone." she stated. "It was only one kiss and I regretted it the second that I did it." The words came out like one sentence, rushed, broken, shaky. @corinnebeaumont

[lexiselliot]

She nodded and focused more on trying to soothe on Beck. She felt so overwhelmed and she wished she could have a moment to calm down. "Thank you." She said to Clementine and moved into the living room as she continued to do anything to calm her son down. At the question about food, she tried thinking if she had, but couldn't remember. "I... I don't know. I had a sip of coffee this morning." But how long ago was that? She felt like Beck was crying for ages. "Feed me, huh?" She gave a quick laugh before she sighed. "Um, sure. I probably should eat." @clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

Clementine didn't overstep. As Lexi left the doorway, Clementine let her do what she needed, taking a moment to move towards the kitchen with the boxes of things she'd brought over. Diapers, wipes, onesies for the baby. Wine, food, and self care products for mom. She'd even through in a couple gift cards to some local places so that in the off chance they didn't want to find themselves in the kitchen, the option to order on someone else's dime were an option. It was only after she'd placed the things on the table - giving the other some alone time for a brief moment - that she returned to were Lexi had moved to. "I placed the things I brought on the table; the few meals that I prepped ahead I slid into the freezer." she nodded. "I did go ahead and get you some of this pasta salad I prepped for the dinner I brought for tonight out." she paused, placing the bowl nearby but keeping her distance. The last thing she wanted was to overwhelm anyone. "I'm more than happy to feed you." she laughed. "I'm not opposed to feeding you bites here and there while you bounce him." she paused. "But, can I just -" she paused, taking a step forward, placing a soft hand on the other's shoulder. "You're doing a great job. Breathe. I know this is hard, but, I promise you you're doing what he needs." @lexiselliot

[remingtonelliot]

Remi chewed nervously at her lower lip as the conversation continued. The topic of her ever worsening job situation was one that she was always just a bit embarrassed about. After a childhood of being set up to succeed in life, she'd found a new way to screw it up with every passing year. "It uh - thank you. Just uh, you know. With mom it just...got hard to work, I guess," she explained a bit further, clearing her throat with a nervous cough. She needed the money, but some days waking up and having to try and go focus on mixing up coffees or serving pastries had felt exhausting in a way that she'd needed to step back from. "But, if you ever need like extra help at the store, I can always come fill in. Give you some extra time and stuff with the girls." The distraction of the sand all around them and the growing castle that the girls were eagerly putting together was a welcome one. The kids were already naturals at building the sand castle, though some of the structures were getting trampled on as they played around it all. "Not bad at all. It's like pretty easy to get the hang of. Most important part is building a really cool moat around it. And making sure you get the best shells to decorate with." Her head lifted up to talk to her nieces, pointing out a few pretty shells that were nearby for them to grab so they could stick them all over the sand. "You've never done this before, though? Did they...not have beaches where you grew up?"

@clementinebeaumont

[clementinebeaumont]

"I understand." Clementine nodded. The topic of her mother in law was a sore subject for her; not because she hadn't adored the woman. In fact it was the opposite. She'd loved her as much if not more than she'd loved her own mother. And while she was sure leaving for Paris hadn't exactly shown that, she'd felt every ounce of grief that the rest of the family had felt. She just showed it differently; she left town. Threw herself into work that was inevitable anyways. "I'm serious though. If you ever need an extra shift or two, just come by. I'll figure out a way to help you out." she nodded. And she meant it; she'd do it for anybody. At Remington's counteroffer, Clementine felt her smile grow. "That sounds like a great plan as well, I may take you up on that." she nodded, looking at the other with a widened smile, her attention only returning to the sandcastle once she heard the squeal from one of the girls. She watched as the girls effortlessly did so, her smile spreading to her eyes as her heart filled with joy. One of the things she loved the most about being a parent was watching the way her kids explored life, it made Clementine excited for the years they'd yet to experience. "We did." she nodded. "But, in my house growing up, beaches were for sunbathing with a fruity drink or walking at sunset. Water play and building sandcastles were not something we did a lot." Or ever. @remingtonelliot