Clara's body shook. Oh no. The lion spirit inside Bram seemed to have taken hold of Bram again.
Bram took a deep breath, looked at Clara seriously.
"What do you mean by all this?" asked Bram in a low voice, but full of emphasis.
"Return!" shrieked Clara.
"No, before you explain to me!" Bram said.
"You know, you saw it, why ask again?" growled Clara.
Bram smiled lopsidedly.
"So do you use this tool?" asked Bram.
"Yes, is that clear enough?" shrieked Clara.
Bram squeezed the book, then tore the booklet open. He grabbed Clara's cheek and brought his face closer to Clara's, he looked at Clara with a glare.
"You're crazy, Clara! I thought you loved me, I thought you came back to me because you trusted me again! But, I guessed wrong!" growled Bram.
"Bram, you hurt me!" said Clara.
