Never Meant for Me

It really was Hazel. Bouncing past the passenger window, the little girl wore bright red and white face paint styled after Snow White. At a quick glance, she looked adorable, yet the color drained from Clara's face. Unbuckling her belt, Clara pushed the door open and hurried out.

Hazel had terribly sensitive skin, which was why Clara monitored everything that touched her face. Ordinary stage pain