The return trip was as terrifying as the first. By the time they reached the den, Katelina was so thankful to be alive that she'd forgotten to be angry. She hurried out of the car and into the relative safety of the house, bags in her hands. Rachel had insisted that she pick out food for the Christmas party.
Christmas party. Two words that didn't fit her surroundings.
Jorick met her just inside the door. She grabbed his arm and whispered, "She's a terrifying driver. Don't make me ride with her again!"
His laughter was too amused for her liking.
While they'd been gone, Kale, Saeed, and the twins had finished cleaning the downstairs. With the wallpaper nearly dry, someone had hung a few pictures. Rachel squealed appreciatively and gave Kale a kiss, as though he was solely responsible.
