Clair
When I came out of the room to meet Blaze, he was sitting on the couch with a strange look on his face.
Why do I feel like I can sense his apprehension and excitement?
What is wrong with me? Maybe I didn’t sleep well last night.
I smiled and walked up to him. “Hi Blaze,” I said and sat beside him.
“Hey, Clair… how are you?” He smiled softly.
“Clair? Not firecracker? Anyway, I’m fine as you can see but I can’t say the same for you. What’s wrong? Why do you look worried?” I asked
“I have a question for you…
He paused
“Ask, I will answer honestly, I promise.”
“For example, I mean for example someone kept something very important from you because he doesn’t know how to tell you. Will you forgive him if he finally finds the courage to tell you?”
“It depends on the informati
