A Familiar Comfort

Clara

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator and into the main hall, people immediately straightened and bowed slightly as I walked past.

“Good morning, Miss Clara.”

“Good morning, Miss Clara. How was your night?”

“Morning, Miss Clara.”

Voices followed one after another, polite and respectful.

I offered them a small smile, nodding my head lightly as I responded, “Good morning.” My tone was calm.