"Claire! Claire!", mummy calls, shaking Claire to wake up.

"Mummy!", Claire says shaking as she sleeps.

"Claire, wake up!", mummy says shaking Claire to wake up. Claire opens her eyes forcefully, sits up, and quickly hugs her mummy tightly.

"Mummy, promise me that you won't leave me." Mummy is surprised by Claire's comment.

She quickly understands Claire's condition, and says, "It's okay, honey. It is just a dream."

"Mummy, promise you will never go anywhere without me.", Claire says again.

"I promise.", her mummy says.

Claire releases herself from her mummy's grip, and says, rubbing her tummy, "Mummy, I'm hungry."

"I know honey, that's why I bought these.", mummy says and shows her a packet of cookie.

Claire collects it, and says, "Thanks, mummy."

Her mummy gives her a stern look, and that look passes enough information to Claire. "I mean, thank you God.", Claire corrects herself immediately.

"Good. Now wait while I prepare warm milk for you. Cookies are best taken with milk.", mummy says.

"Okay, mummy.", Claire agrees.

Mummy walks to the kitchen. She comes back almost immediately with a glass of warm milk. She places the glass on a wooden table, and collects the packet from Claire saying, "Wait, let me help you open the packet." After opening it, she hands the packet back to Claire.

"Here, mummy. Have some.", Claire offers, but her mummy rejects.

"No honey, you should eat." Claire doesn't argue any further. She takes a cookie and eat. Then, she picks up the glass, and drink a little. This she does, until she finishes the entire cookie and milk.

"Good girl.", mummy says when Claire takes the last drop of milk. Mummy collects the empty packet and glass and goes to the kitchen. Claire walks into the bedroom, the only bedroom in the little bungalow. She walks to the bed and removes her dirty school uniform from it. She hangs it inside a wardrobe, and lays on the bed.

"Tomorrow is a Saturday.", Claire says happily.

She makes the sign of the cross, and says, "Thank you, Jesus. Forgive me, Jesus. Help me, Jesus." The three sentences her mummy taught her to always say. She closes her eyes, and dozes off again.