Chapter Two Walking into the house, I step out of my shoes, shut the door behind myself and start toward the stairs to my room. “Kayla, is that you? Can you come in to the lounge room please?” my mother calls out to me. “Sure, Mum,” I say, walking into the lounge room, bags still in hand. “Am I in trouble?” I see my mum sitting in her favourite spot in the lounge. Dad was sitting on the lounger beside her. Looking at them...