[5: "It was easy"]

It was so easy to be here, she thought. She didn't fit in, not at all, and the
clothes were tight and fit funny for someone used to warm days and loose,
flowing clothes, but she felt like it was easy to just let her routine be as it
wanted to be. No fighting for a place in a school in Mumbai, no long walk from
school to home through some rough neighborhoods. Here, she could take her time
in the morning, and her uncle would drop her sister and her at school.

She buttoned up her trousers and ran a comb through her hair, and was at the
table in time for breakfast. She decided she liked marmalade rather a lot,
and so she'd started putting it on everything. 

"Sausages with marmalade? How could you?!" her sister was making a face that
only she could make.

"It's good! Try some!"

"No way!" She nibbled at her toast, plain with butter, and picked at the
sausages like they might bite.

Their uncle stepped in, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it while he
waited for the girls to finish, leaning against the doorway impatiently.

"Almost ready!"