"Aunt Larisa!" Clary exclaimed, her joyous cry echoing off the walls. She rushed, practically bouncing on her toes, and threw her arms around the woman. Larisa, caught off guard by the sudden rush of affection, stumbled back slightly, saved only by the chair that she was sitting on. "I thought you would not come to see me today since you said you were busy. I am so happy that you cancelled your plans." Clary held on tightly, not wanting to let go of the woman.
Larisa's voice rang out like a warning bell. "Careful. You could have tripped. She said, her tone tinged with concern.
