No More Coddling

Clara didn't look the least bit guilty. She met Hazel's stare calmly. "You say you need help washing up?"

"Yeah." Hazel nodded, a sly little grin spreading across her face.

It was hard to tell what kind of trick she was planning now.

"Then let's go," said Clara.

"Huh?" Hazel had already stretched out her arms, ready to be carried, but Clara simply turned and walked toward the bathroom without look