“Great idea, Hana,” Marcus intoned. His narrowed eyes held a wealth of undertone. “You could do with sending a few of those.”
Hana skulked into the small lounge to activate her phone. The missed calls and texts took ages to load and then flashed on the screen like a rebuke. The delete button wiped them from view without her reading them and she flicked a text to Maihi. ‘I’m fine,’ she typed. ‘I’m just thinking of you and needed you to know how much I value your friendship and appreciate your care.’
Losing her nerve, she pressed the off button after sending. The battery light showed only one bar and she realised she’d forgotten her charger.
“Everything okay, Mum?” Izzie asked from the doorway and Hana gave a shallow nod.
“Yes thanks. I didn’t bother reading all the messages. I told her
