At Lucy’s sideways glance at you, you give her a small smile and a nod.
“That’s right; we don’t want to see you get hurt, and what you did was very dangerous,” adds mum. Her voice isn’t happy, but it’s not cruel either. She just sounds concerned.
Lucy nods against mama’s side. There seems to be tears under her snow goggles.
“I — I’m sorry,” she says smally.
“I know,” replies mama. “So please don’t do it again and listen when we tell you to be more careful.”
Lucy sniffles, nodding again.
After everyone unloads at the top, you huddle together as mama pulls out her map.