Unwelcome Return

Lucas sighed, deciding not to press the issue further. He gently guided Clara to a nearby bench and sat her down. "Stay here. I'll grab you a bottle of water," he said softly.

"Okay," Clara replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Sitting on the bench, Clara's mind went blank. She realized something was off with her.

'Maybe it's just been one thing after another today,' she thought. The last few