Just for Show by Jae

Author:Jae
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ylva-Publishing
Published: 2018-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

Claire looked from her mother to Lana. “Wait with what?” she repeated when no one answered.

“With dessert after dinner,” Steph said. “Mom got carob-stevia brownies, so it’ll be hard to control ourselves.”

Claire narrowed her eyes at her sister, who was sitting on the counter like a little kid. “What are you doing here?” Claire winced. She hadn’t meant it to come out so harshly, but having Lana in the kitchen with her mother made her tense.

Steph dangled her feet. “Having rabbit food with my family, it seems.”

“Yeah, sure, you’re here for the leafy greens and the quinoa.” Claire snorted. “What do you need this time? Money or material for your comedy show?”

“What would you know about my shows?” Steph shot back. “You’ve never been to one.”

“Girls, really!” Their mother positioned herself between them. “What is Lana supposed to think if you talk about each other like that?”

But Lana didn’t seem to even be listening. She leaned against the center island as if needing it to hold herself up. Her face was as pale as it had been during the panic attack in the car.

Claire gritted her teeth. Had Steph or their mother said anything that had upset Lana? She vowed not to leave her side for even a second for the rest of the evening.

Striding past Steph, she went to Lana and put one arm around her shoulders.

A tremor went through Lana, instantly making Claire wrap her other arm around her too. “You okay?” she asked quietly.

Lana nodded but looked everything but.

Oh shit. If Lana’s acting skills failed her, whatever had happened had to be bad. Claire itched to find out what was wrong. “If you’d excuse us for a moment,” she said to her mother and sister, “I’d love to show Lana the pool.” With one hand on the small of Lana’s back, she guided her to the door.

“Oh, no.” Her mother’s voice stopped them. “You can do that later, or dinner will get cold.” She pressed a bowl of Brussels sprouts and tofu into Claire’s hands, then distributed bowls and platters to Lana and Steph before shooing everyone to the dining room.

“What’s going on?” Claire whispered to Lana as they carried the food through the hallway.

“I made a horrible—”

“Claire!” Her mother shook her head disapprovingly. “No whispering! You know we strive for open, honest communication in this family.”

Claire suppressed a groan. Maybe Lana was right. Having psychologists as her parents could be a pain in the ass.

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