Chapter 26

Kamari's Point of View

We were busy in the garden. Plucking out weeds and freshening up some roses. My dad wanted to start planting some vegetables in the back corner. Neither of us mentioned the time my mother finally left.

I had gone up to my room and slammed the door shut. The two of them resigned themselves to whispering. Sometimes I could still hear my mother's entitled voice plead with him to make me reconsider. Sometimes I could hear my father getting annoyed with the woman.

But as of right now, neither of us dared to speak about her.

"We can plant various tomatoes and chillis. Throw in some green beans. They all have their set needs, so we will have to start a greenhouse. But we can start small and work our way up." He explained and chucked the last few weeds into a black bag.

Weeds weren't meant to go in the compost pile. If they had seeds on them, they would wreak havoc on the heap we had already started working on. So, we threw them away.

There were times I wondered i