Near dawn, Jorick rented two motel rooms. Loren disappeared to his as quickly as he could, and Katelina decided to take a shower. By the time she got out, Jorick had the furniture stacked in front of the window and was already in bed. She wasn't sure if that was his way of saying he didn't want to talk, or if he was just tired. Either way, she slipped in next to him and tried to find sleep herself.
She was only partially successful, so when Jorick woke her the next evening she tried to ignore him. Not to be deterred, he shook her again.
"Katelina. You need to get up and get dressed. If you want, you can sleep in the car, but we need to go."
"Why?" she mumbled into her pillow. "You have a tea party to go to?"
"No, but the sooner we leave the sooner we'll be home."
"What's the differenc
