Skylar was enraged when she saw Euphie returning with the backpack of potatoes. Her face went bright red with anger, and it looked as if smoke would start coming out of her ears. She narrowed her eyes at me, seething at what she felt was injustice.
"Seriously, you guys…" I could tell Skylar was trying incredibly hard to rein in her frustration. As soon as Euphie got back to our table, Skylar stalked off without another word, her arms folded in front of her chest.
Euphie placed the backpack on the table and started removing the potatoes, arranging them side by side. The old chieftain, still confused, watched Euphie with the utmost curiosity as she did this. His eyebrows were wrinkled together as he stared at the potatoes on the table.
"What are these clumps of soil for?" Pointing at one,
