Clara Grant stared at her for a long time before slowly looking away.
Sarah Shelby's heart sank. 'This time, Clara is really angry with me.'
Just as she was about to sink into despair, Clara looked back at her.
Her lips parted as she slowly asked, "Are you... scared of me, acting like this?"
Sarah Shelby froze for a moment, then nodded eagerly. "Yes, I'm scared. I'm very scared. I'm afraid you'll never speak to me again, afraid we won't be best friends anymore!"
'So Clara has already forgiven me! Her pretending to be angry, and that question she asked... it's the little routine we always do when we've had a fight and are looking for a way to make up!'
'I was so nervous, I completely forgot!'
"Well, since you're scared, I guess I'll forgive you," Clara said, tilting her head to look at her friend.
