Chapter 9
On the morning after the sending, Ivram showed up on Auntie's doorstep. Isika was at the table drinking her morning coffee, when she heard a knock. Normally, Teru and Dawit kept their front door wide open, but it was still early, and they hadn't yet opened it to let in the day. Auntie Teru looked up from the stove, where she stood cooking breakfast in her night robe.
"Answer it Ibba, will you? Perhaps someone has smelled my morning flat cakes and followed his nose to our house."
As Ibba ran toward the door, Isika pulled her wrap around her, stretching and inhaling the scents of coffee and flat cakes. She loved mornings in her new home; the slow start, the light gradually brightening until everyone in the house went off to different workplaces or schools for the day. In the mor
