Trust me, babe

Chapter 19

Kathryn

"It doesn't feel at all like breakfast time," Kenzie complained and stared at her plate full of cereals. She hadn't even touched it with her spoon even though it had been already five minutes since she poured the milk on the cereal. "It doesn't feel at all like morning. And it didn't feel at all like night when we were supposed to sleep. I barely slept at all. I hate time differences and jet lag."

"You'll get used to Australian time sooner if you just force yourself to live in Australian time," I said and handed Kenzie her spoon. "Now eat. If you don't feel like eating just imagine that you're really hungry and eating cereal is all you want to do right now. Fool yourself. It helps more than you'd think."

"Speaking from experience, huh?" Kenzie sighed and scooped some cereal into her spoon. Then, instead of putting the spoon in her mouth, she yawned.

"Yep," I said, nodding. "I've got plenty of experience from dealing with jet lag and time differences. Moving from one continent to another not only once but three times has taught me that."

"Three times?" Jacky asked.

"Yep, first from LA to London, then back to LA and then to Sydney," I listed.

"Oh yeah. I forgot there were two moves around your time in London. First there and then back. I kind of thought there was just one. That doesn't make any sense, does it?" Jacky laughed, taking a sip of his ice tea. Like, ice tea for breakfast?

"No it doesn't," Kenzie snorted. "Unless you thought she was born in London or that she never came back to LA and, therefore, never met us. But anyway, what are we going to do today?" she asked, finally slipping some cereal into her mouth. I was pretty sure the cereals were already rather mushy as they had been swimming in the milk for quite a while by now.

"I have to go to work," I answered, heaving a sigh. "So you two will have to spend the day without me. Unfortunately."

"Oh, well, it's fine," Kenzie said, patting my arm soothingly. "We'll have plenty of time to do things together on other days during those couple weeks Jacky and I will be staying here. Besides, on other days I won't be this tired. I probably wouldn't have the energy to do anything special today anyway."

"Just don't stay here sleeping all day today," I said and gave Kenzie a stern look before slipping the last piece of my toast covered with honey into my mouth. "You won't ever get into Australian time if you do that."

"Don't worry, Kathryn," Jacky said, patting my other arm — I was sitting at the end of the table and Jacky and Kenzie were sitting on each side. "I'll keep her busy. I want to go surfing and today seems to be just the perfect weather for it," he continued, glancing out the window into the sunshine where the branches of the tree growing under our kitchen window gently swayed in the wind. "Windy, but not too windy."

"Surfing?" Kenzie asked, looking a bit frightened.

"Of course," Jacky said. "What else do you do when you come to Australia?"

"You sound like Persimmon," I smirked, though neither Kenzie nor Jacky paid any attention to me.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to go surfing today?" Kenzie insisted instead. "It's winter here. And we're jet lagged."

"I'm not as jet lagged as you are," Jacky said. "I actually slept pretty well last night. Even if I had to sleep on the sofa."

"Well, you're a miracle sleeper," Kenzie snorted.