grant yacovone was the child the charlotte yacovone never wanted. the wife of an affluent business man, she was content with party planning and being the expertly coiffed trophy wife she had been trained to be. barely able to keep a simple house plant alive without help, maternal instincts did not come naturally to her. this was exactly why much of his childhood was spent in the care of nannies who were happy to dote on the blue eyed boy. grant never really saw any of this as odd as he grew up in a world where such behaviors were the norm. private schools, etiquette lessons, and being able to talk stock numbers by the age of ten were all things that he knew to be true in the world. it wasn't until he was shipped off to boarding school because his mother couldn't 'tolerate' his teenage antics that he began to learn the reality of the world. it was there that he learned that his outspoken nature and need to question everything wasn't just an unconscious desire to annoy adults.

in this time, there was no better teacher then fellow student, katrina tailler. the outspoken and sometimes brash young woman was a breath of fresh air in a world where most children were taught to be seen but not heard. the two quickly formed a bond that would follow them well outside the walls of the canterbury school even if roads led them in completely different directions. grant's took him through 8 more years of school into an entry level office job. having always been good with numbers, he used that to his advantage to make a path that didn't involve letting his father open doors for him. however, in the middle of forging this road, he was hit with a double road block in the form of losing his best friend and suddenly finding himself responsible for the little girl she had mothered. while he was not biologically the father, his presence in her life was the closest she had. fatherhood would be the last lesson katrina had to give to him, one that he will continue to struggle with on a day to day basis.