Back Kamila Knows Best
Chapters (40)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Recipes
  34. Starry Fuzzy Fizz
  35. Acknowledgments
  36. Discover More
  37. Author’s Note
  38. About the Author
  39. Also by Farah Heron
  40. Praise for Farah Heron

She stayed busy for the next few days. Client meetings, plus the Aim High paperwork. She’d had to hit three different stores to get the ingredients for the Malaysian noodles. Wednesday, she worked from home so she could keep an eye on Dad, but she was steadily busy until five, when she tag-teamed with Rashida Aunty to keep Dad company so she could rush to the shelter for a puppy prom meeting. Thankfully, Asha brought the puppies to the meeting, so that alleviated a lot of Kamila’s stress.

“Potato!” Kamila squealed. She pulled him into her arms. “Look how big you are!” She buried her face in Potato’s soft neck while he squirmed in her arms, trying to lick her face.

Asha laughed. “I figured you needed some puppy time.” She unclipped the leashes from the rest of them. They all promptly ran straight for Kamila, jumping up to her lap to join their brother.

Kamila laughed. “I did. I totally did need these guys.”

“Oh, sweet mother of Alanis Morissette—puppies!” Tim said from the doorway. Which made the puppies leave Kamila and attack the new person in the room.

It took them a while to get settled, of course. But eventually, the three of them were able to get some work done, each with a puppy or two in hand. Soon they had the final list of sponsors, the itinerary, and the menu for the prom sorted out. Kamila wished all charity committees were like this. Puppies might even make the Aim High meetings pleasant. After wrapping up, they headed to Boba Noodle for dinner, since Rashida Aunty was still with Dad.

“Hey! Look who’s here!” Tim said as he opened the door to the noodle shop. Kamila was behind him so she didn’t see who he was talking about, but she assumed it would be Maricel, finally coming to try Kevin’s Earl Grey.

She was three steps from the table when she saw it wasn’t Maricel who Kevin was chatting with, but Rohan. Alone. His suit rumpled, his tie loosened, a big bowl of beef noodle soup in front of him, and a bright-green boba tea.

Rohan.

Why was he here? He was clearly as surprised to see Kamila as she was to see him, because they were staring at each other.