Lara wasn't exactly pleased that Claire came late for practice. Claire didn't know how to tell her that she couldn't leave her father and tell him that she had practice to attend. He would never approve of this. Her father, Grey, would tell her how she's supposed to focus on her husband and new family, so there was no need saying anything. Only Luther knew the truth and she hoped it would remain that way.
“Aren't you going to say anything, Claire?” Lara was furious. She stood arms akimbo, waiting for an answer.
Claire dropped her head and drew circles on the floor with her feet. “I'm sorry Lara. It won't happen again. Pleaseee…”
Lara smiled at her, “you're lucky I like you. C'mon let's get started.”
Claire giggled and jumped happily. “Thank you.”
“It's fine. Mr Valentine is coming tod
