You don't have to be sorry." Bolt said standing up from the floor.
Clara bit at her tongue not sure what to say. I didn't mean to." She apologized.
It's fine. Not like you killed her." He brushed off the topic.
Clara went and brought over the bag which contained snacks and presented it to the table.Bokt walked over and took a seat on the other chair available. What was she like?" Clara asked curiously.
Bolt sent her a playful glare
I don't mean to probe...it's just that I have no idea how it feels to have a mother. She chewed on her snacks while Bolt looked at her confused.
What do you mean?" Bolt asked putting away his snacks.
Clara smiled. I never had a mother, no photos of her or even heard of a story if she ever existed." She bit into the potato chips and smiled.
