"Well maybe you will get better if I do what she did." It seemed logical to Clarissa and she was willing to give it a try. "Yes, I heard Jenny yelling at you before... She is very mean to you. It isn't fair." She moved the chair so that it was closer to the side of the bed, "Well we tell each other things about us. Like you already know that my name is Clarissa but I'm 15 years old and I like to garden and read and I love spaghetti. It's my favourite food. My favourite colour is yellow and Melissa is my big sister but you know that already. Now you just have to tell me stuff about you, stuff like what I just told you. That way we can be better friends." She looked at the food on the plate and nodded her head slightly, mean Jenny hadn't finished feeding him and she thought that was really cruel. She picked up the fork and scooped up some of the food putting it near his mouth but not shoving it in like she was pretty sure Jenny would have done if she was here.