I don't mind. Nearly ten years ago, it's a bit too long to still be touchy about it.

[Clara gently traces one of the button eyes of the stuffed rabbit. The buttons used to make the eyes are mismatched and slightly loose. She's not touchy but there's always a sense of loss. She supposes that will be there forever.]

She was very clever. A teacher. Loved to books and would read to me every night. Loved music too. She was brilliant at the piano. A bit of a dreamer, I suppose. Always wanted to take me traveling once I got a bit older. And kind.