After much time rummaging through Grace's disorganised walk-in closet, and my own smaller closet, all the cases were packed. I believed we should have all that we needed within our bags, and they were now sitting neatly by the wall in Grace's bedroom. She, had done as she did best, and watched to begin with, while barking her many orders, before she disappeared. I did not know the duration of the stay that she planned, so I had packed sufficient clothes for an extended stay, while hoping, for my own sanity, that it would not be too long...
"Are you ready?" Grace's voice sounded from along the hallway as I heard footsteps approaching. This was about right, returning just as all jobs were complete. But, another realisation caused my shoulders to fall. If Grace was asking if the bags were packed, then it had to mean that she had succeeded in her bid to convince Alpha Kael he should allow us to accompany him home. Was the man that much of a fool?
