The room was at a stand still, no one had moved or spoken since Claire's parents arrived. The tension between Claire and Matt and Claire's parents were palpable.
Mia was able to really see Claire's resemblance to her parents now that she could see them up close instead of through binoculars. Her father was a tall man, with posture that made him stand as straight as a rod, Claire inherited his brown wavy hair, and what seemed to be the presence that she brought with her when she entered any room. Her mom on the other hand, was all soft edges, she had an energy about her that seemed calming. She was only a few inches shorter than her husband, but was almost the opposite. She had blonde hair that was held up in a tight bun, and soft blue eyes that Claire inherited.
Claire was the first to speak up, breaking the silence that had come over them all. "Mom, Dad, I'm glad you're safe."
