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

He chuckled, the low rumble reverberating through her. “There is no one like Kam.”

“She has always been like this,” Dad said. “Three hundred percent, go, go, go all day, then crash. I used to carry her up to bed almost every night when she was a girl.” He paused. “She looks so much like her mother. I sometimes wonder if that’s hard for her.” He sighed sadly. “She’s so beautiful, though.”

“She’s always been beautiful,” Rohan said. His voice was almost a whisper. “A complete handful, though.”

“Nonsense,” Dad said. “What would I do without Kamila?”

Both were silent for a while. Kamila knew she should really open her eyes. She was about to stretch her arms out, when Rohan spoke again. “I don’t like keeping things from her. I have reservations.”

“This will make her happy,” Dad said. “This is all for her, before anyone else.”

What? What were they talking about?

They were probably estate planning again. Or maybe Dad was agreeing to go part-time permanently even before the month was over. If so, why would they keep it from her?

“And for you,” Rohan said. “This will help your health problems. You need a break.” Oooh, maybe they were all going on a surprise trip. Kamila didn’t have time to speculate more, because Rohan was still talking. “How are you doing this week? Sleeping better?”

Dad’s voice was even quieter. “Some. It was good to see Shelina and the boys. They make me feel grounded.”

“More balance will be good for you.”

Dad snorted. “Balance. That’s what that shrink said to me. I need coping strategies, self-care, and acceptance. But there is no balance. It’s not possible. It’s all or nothing, this life, isn’t it? Be careful, Rohan. Don’t become me.”

No one said anything. Finally, Rohan spoke. “You know, Kamila was the first person to ever fall asleep on me.”

Kamila smiled as she slowly opened her eyes, stretching and yawning and sitting upright next to Rohan. “Aw, everyone left? I missed the final song of the movie. When did you get home, Dad?”

“Not long ago. You were asleep. I took a taxi.”

“Did you have a good trip?”

“Yes.” He stood and kissed her forehead. “I had a wonderful time. Your sister sends her love. I’m very tired now. Good night, beti.”

After Dad left, Rohan started to get up from the couch. Before he could leave, Kamila put her hand on his chest. “I slept through everyone leaving?”

“You were dead to the world.”

“Yeah, I was making the disaster momos until two. Was I really the first person to fall asleep on you?”

“You heard that? I thought you were asleep.”

“I heard that part.”