CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

~KAHLAN AND CARLY~

The thing that I hated about unpacking is when boxes, peeled tape, newspaper and bubble wrap start overcrowding every surface in the place. As I unpacked, it just seemed like I was making a bigger mess. I was getting rid of all the plastic bags and boxes when I heard my cell phone ring from the back room; I had left it on the bed. It was the only place that didn’t seem so messy,  I rushed down the hall just in time to answer it. 

“Hello?” I asked. I lay on my stomach, feet up in the air

“Hey, Kahlan, it's Carly, what are you up to right now?” I rolled over on my back, taking a quick glance around the room. There were boxes piled on top of boxes. Oddly, the bedroom was the most organized room thus far. 

“Um nothing,” I