Laila returned to Blythe’s cabin furious, not saying a word, she sat on a stool and folded her arms. Blythe watched as she silently dealt with her anger, it was amusing to watch but for Laila’s good she had to get her to speak up or it would only add to her negative emotions. Searching through her many clay jars, Blythe brought out a beige powder which she added to a cup of hot water, when it settled she offered it to Laila but she was too upset to accept anything.
“You must drink it, it’ll be good for you”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Tell you what dear?”
“That I was wasting my time going there, why didn’t you tell me that I wasn’t going to achieve anything?”
“Would you have listened if I did?”
Laila stared at Blythe, her difficulty in answering is what answered the question. Blythe s
