Chapter 7
"Vicki." Clara's small, happy voice echoed as she pattered on the marble floor toward her. Vicki's heart lifted and the sound made everything worthwhile. "You're still here."
The girl ran into a hug and Vicki squeezed her. "Of course I am, but we don't have any power, sweetheart."
"I'll go get Daddy. He can fix anything." Clara tore off in the direction of Colt's bedroom.
"Wait."
Clara ran toward the door anyhow. Colt hadn't come out since he'd handed Vicki the flashlight in the middle of the night. Her entire body froze as Clara swung open his door. With his fever, he needed the sleep, and she didn't want to wake him. Her face heated. To avoid Colt for a moment, she stared at her empty cereal bowl, but for a second she couldn't bring herself to get up and place it in the si
