Calista

　　I hesitated for a moment, glancing around my now smoke-free but still chaotic kitchen. The idea of trying to cook another meal after tonight's disaster was unappealing, to say the least. But spending time with them and thinking about our bond when we were in Boston sounds like a good idea. It would be nice to revisit those memories, to be surrounded by the people who helped me grow in Boston.

　　"Alright," I said, finally allowing myself to smile. "That ...