ROBERTO

"Are you okay?" It's been a week since Clara was discharged from the hospital.

She was cradled up in my arms, on the bed in my room.

She says nothing.

"You've been quiet. Is there anything bothering my Luna? You know you could always tell me anything". She sighed deeply.

Since her return, we hadn't had time to sit and discuss what had happened. I had other things that needed my attention and she needed to recuperate.

"Roberto. I know we've really not had time this week that has passed to talk about what had happened".

" Baby. I told you it was all good". I kissed her gingerly...