All six of us stood around the ground the wine bottle had fallen on, staring at the broken pieces of glass and the grass that had stains of red wine on it.
"The glass could cut your mouth," Soren voiced.
"We don't have a choice," Maya sighed.
"I told Rachel to put that bastard Benita in her place," Ruth complained.
"You knew about her?" My gaze cut to Ruth.
"You were probably the only one who didn't believe the rumours," Aysa nodded.
Everyone except Soren and I knew. How clueless had I been back in Valrok? Was I still clueless?
Ruth and Sarani bent down to dig out huge chunks of the grass and soil with laddles they had picked from the kitchen on our way out.
When the bowls they were holding were filled to the brim with grass and dirt, we headed into the kitchen.
Both bowls of di
