Only You
Mari explained, staring blankly at her phone screen.
Just then, heavy footsteps came booming down the wooden stairs. Rosie burst into the room, dressed in her sparkly jellyfish costume and holding her dad's hand.
“Thank you for having me to play, Mari! Can I come again soon, please?” she asked sweetly, entirely oblivious to the thick tension in the room.
“Of course you can, sweetheart,” Mari forced out a gentle, wavering laugh. “Sparkly jellyfishes are absolutely always welcome here.”
“We best get her back home for tea, but please keep me in the loop?” Cleo requested, looking at Tia with deep concern.