Clara had always liked it when she would get the chance to bring Fr. Luke some lunch.  He always seemed so stressed so seeing him smile and thank her helped relieve her worries about him.  But it was suprising that he had wanted her to put everything aside so she could actually sit down and eat with him alone; this had never happened before.  Nonetheless she was happy with the offer and was completely accepting of the idea.<br/><br/>As he got up to speak with Bishop on the phone, "it's fine, go ahead" she whispered as he went to speak on the phone.  Her face grew worried as he hung up and started to rant about everything that was happening.  "I'm sorry sir, I take most of the blame for the problem with the help here.  I'll try to find a gardener within the week, that way you'll have more time in your schedule to spend time with families...perhaps an assistant priest would help as well?" She asked as she watched him with a concerned look beginning to form.  She had never seen him so stressed out before.<br/><br/>Then the tears came.  She watched as he sat down and started to cry.  Clara went wide-eyed at the scene, wondering what she should do to help.  All she could think of was to try to comfort him.  "Hey hey.....it's okay.  Listen, just leave this to me alright?  I'll fix our debt as best I can and try to take a load off your shoulders" she smiled at him gently and tried wiping away a tear off his face as she faced him.  She suddenly had an urge to kiss him, but she knew it wasn't in her place to try, so she restrained herself and hoped that her words and smile might encourage him.