“You’re not a tomboy, at all.”
“When I was a kid, I was.” Melody smiled. “When I was little, I used to spend time looking for frogs, bugs, that sort of thing. I scraped up my knees so much from digging around in the dirt Mom forced me to wear all this clunky protective gear.”
“No.”
“Yeah, she wrapped pads around my knees and sent me out to play. Sometimes she’d wrap plastic bags around my feet. I learned it was better to deal with it than to refuse her, but it was still mortifying when the neighbor kids pointed them out.”
Kat laughed. “Where did you grow up? You said you’re from Earth, right?”
“Yeah. I grew up in Kenya. In a suburb of Nairobi. I think it was…Karen.”
“Karen? That was the name of the suburb?”
Melody nodded. “I think so. Either that, or it was Kitisuru. We moved around
