Choosing Clara

Thorne

I stare at my father, not comprehending his words. “What do you mean she left?”

“Well you took off and your brother came along and started whispering in her ear about Vera and picking arguments with me.” Dad explains pointedly. “I wasn’t surprised when Clara walked away – the poor thing clearly doesn’t like conflict. I thought maybe she’d just gone back to the restroom, but she hasn’t come