Chapter 8
KaliniOne and a half weeks passed before Kal realized it. Day-to-day activities replaced the exciting glow of being on holiday with the slow realization that this is how it was going to be.
Except it wasn’t how Kal wanted it to be. Some parts were grand like the children, the unspoiled landscape, and the fluttery feeling in her stomach when Merit smiled at her. Other parts, however, sucked donkey balls.
Amity, for one. Granted, they got on better once Kal spoke her mind. They moved cautiously around each other in the house, neither one wanting to test the other’s patience, but the passive-aggressive commentary stopped. Amity even took the time to teach Kal a few simple Tal recipes. When she wasn’t correcting how Kal held a knife–apparently, she’d been doing it wrong for ages–A
