“Clara!” I called up the stairs. “Clara, what was that crash just now?”

“It’s all fine! Don’t worry it will be fine!”

“No, what happened?”

“Don’t worry, it will be okay. My cash register just fell off the counter, but it will be okay!”

“Alright!” I called back.

A few seconds later she continued, “Also Lydia’s head will be fine!” This was followed by some muffled disagreement.

I sighed, and stood up from my chair.