After a brief deep immersion.
Cherline Lindsey composed herself, took control of the steering wheel, and maneuvered around a small puddle ahead; the windshield wipers swayed left and right, becoming the only sound within the car.
Clarissa stopped her rambling, turned her head, and stared eagerly at Cherline, "Sister, with Mommy in the hospital, I can't focus at school either..."
"Clarissa, just hang in there for one day, okay? Tomorrow is the weekend."
Cherline knew this wasn't quite right, but today their grandparents were coming back; it was best if Clarissa wasn't home, or else if something slipped, the consequences were unimaginable.
Then, she continued to reassure her sister, "Clarissa, don't worry about Mommy. With Dad at the hospital, everything can be solved, you know?"
"Okay, if Dad doesn't go to work and stays at the hospital, that's really reassuring." Clarissa already had immense reliance on Dad, who was the embodiment of the omnipotent.
As they spoke.
