Chapter 30
Isika awoke to someone calling her name. She was warm and dry, she could smell the salty tang of the sea. She was having a good dream, and she didn't want to wake up, so she frowned and snuggled deeper into her blankets.
She heard her name again, and this time she recognized the voice that called her, and sat bolt upright. Kital sat on the corner of her blanket, his little legs crossed under him, watching her with a frown on his face that quickly faded when he smiled and his dimples flashed at her. She lunged at him and pulled him into her arms, hugging him until he squirmed and she loosened her grip.
"My little boy," she said. "I missed you so much!"
"I waited for you for a long time," he said simply, his eyes huge.
She was surprised by how seriously and calmly he said it.
