Khloe
"I'm going to Bali with Kate."
We were in the kitchen, enjoying our baked cookies. After accidentally throwing the flour on my face, Mom kept laughing at me. Going on and on about how fast karma was for me.
Nevertheless, she helped me get cleaned up so we could proceed to our bonding which was baking. Mom apologized, though it was actually my fault.
"We're going to Bali with them." Mom corrected.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"We are all going to Bali with them."
"She called you?"
Mom nodded her head. "I don't know if your brother will come."
"Why?"
"He seems busy."
I dip a cookie on my milk. "He needs to take a break though. He has overworked himself. Don't worry, I'll convince him. He won't say no to me."
Mom laughed. "Alright. Chris will go too."
I smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah
