I walk out of the room with my mom, and she stops when we were outside the door.
“Clara, how did you conjure your magic so freely? Earlier today you were having trouble. So, how did you do it?” She questions me, I become nervous not knowing exactly what to say.
“Mom, can you just be happy that it finally worked, and I was able to heal someone else.” I try to avoid her question the best I can.
“Clara.” She says firmly.
“I don’t know mom, it just happened. Just like the other one I helped, it just came to me, and I grabbed his hand and it happened.” I shrug it off. I start walking towards the room Peter is in and she stops me.
“What do you think you are doing, Clara?” She has her hand on the knob, stopping me from entering.
“Mom, I just saved his life, could I at least stay with him
