Camila was sort of running on autopilot. Everything felt just sort of numb. She was just cutting up some vegetables ready for dinner when she heard somebody come in. She glanced down at her watch in case she'd lost track of time. That was happening a lot lately but no, it was still far too early for any of the kids to be home. "Lachlan... what happened to your face sweetheart?"
Camila went over to the sink to wash her hands so she could have a look. "Are you okay?"