"I'm not scared!" Reaching for Sara, she tickled her back. She did so earnestly for a few seconds, but she let her efforts slacken off quickly. "See," she teased with a triumphant smile. Was that the first time she'd ever tickled Sara.
Tracey smiled. She didn't want anyone interrupting…whatever this was. "Blaise does have a reputation for being…thorough, doesn’t he?" she asked with a laugh.
"I do worry about you," Tracey admitted. She chewed her bottom lip. "I worry about you pretty often, Sara." Her voice grew soft. "I want you to be happy and…it makes me sad that we couldn't be…"