Chapter 25
When Alice joined them in the sunny kitchen for breakfast the following morning, she was wearing a gigantic pair of sunglasses and moving gingerly, with the caution of someone nursing a hell of a headache. She was dressed in a faded shirt and an ugly pair of sweat pants that had seen better days. Her hair was a complete mess. She tried to swallow down her nausea when Jack gestured toward a pile of pancakes with a raised eyebrow. “Coffee,” she grunted as she sat down carefully in the chair immediately to Jack’s right. His lips twitched as he poured some of the hot, dark brew into a mug and placed it on the table in front of her. Kayla was staring at her mother curiously. “Mummy sick?” she asked worriedly, and Alice shook her head before wincing as the movement set off the annoying little
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