January 5th 2:34 PM   The front of Claremont was a very large gate. Past that gate was a large manicured lawn, and past that, was a big, square building, which was where the car had dropped Georgia off. Really the whole area looked less like a high school and more like the colleges in the pictures on the pamplets in the guidance counselor's office.  She'd spent a lot of time in there the last few months. The public school she went too previously wasn't too reluctant to let her go, but they did