A Clean Slate

"I'm out for work," Clara said calmly.

"Mom!" Hazel blurted out, clearly anxious. "Can you come back and stay with me? Dad's busy at work and isn't home, it's just me here. I'm really scared."

Hazel was curled up under the covers, clutching her phone tightly.

Clara bit her lip, but didn't offer any comfort. "If you're scared, let Martha keep you company."

"But..." Hazel started, but Clara cut her