The Breaking Point

Clara tossed aside her blanket and got out of bed. Her eyes were red, and she spoke with a catch, "When I was little, you gave me a piece of candy. I could be happy for days."

"You spun me around in the yard and let me hide in your blanket whenever I felt homesick. I thought that was what it meant to care and happiness!" Clara said.

Dante got up, threw the blanket over Clara, and said, "If you fel