My host family is kicking me out. I found out today at school when our contact at the vice-rectorate came up to me and said she needed to discuss something.
“But don’t worry,” she says, “you’ll see a new place next week. Oh, and don’t take it personally."
I speak to my host that afternoon.…
Our conversation switches from jovial to awkward in an instant. His words come out staunchly. Like there’s nothing you could say or do that would convince him otherwise.
"People in small houses aren’t happy."
I splutter on my lukewarm Earl Grey. Alfie is the closest thing I have to a best friend in England. We…