Little Girl Lost (Georgiana Germaine Book 1) by Cheryl Bradshaw

Author:Cheryl Bradshaw [Bradshaw , Cheryl & Bradshaw, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pixie Publishing
Published: 2020-10-10T18:30:00+00:00

I checked in with Harvey the next morning and then headed to my mother’s house to see Phoebe, who had decided it was best to remain with our mom instead of returning home. If the roles were reversed, my mother’s home wouldn’t have been my first, second, or tenth choice of places to stay, but I understood why it was Phoebe’s. She had always been Mom’s favorite.

My mother opened the door with a hand on her hip and a frown of disapproval on her face. It was a look I knew well and one she’d perfected over the years. It wasn’t the first time I’d been greeted in such a manner, and I was certain it wouldn’t be the last.

I wanted to say: What is it this time?

I didn’t.

“Is this how it’s going to be, Georgiana?” she asked.

“I don’t know, Mom,” I said. “How is it?”

“You may be back in town, but it still feels like you’re gone. You haven’t stopped in for days. You haven’t called. There are people here who need you. While you’re out gallivanting around, I’m here with your sister, day in and day out. She’s deteriorating, you know. She’s a complete wreck. The least you could do is support her in her time of need.”

My mother acted like it was an inconvenience to care for Phoebe on her own, but it was all an act. She relished feeling needed in times of crisis.

“I’m not gallivanting around. I’m doing my best to find Lark.”

My mother threw her hands in the air. “How would we know? This is the first time you’ve stopped by since the day you got here.”

I had just about reached my threshold, the place where the respect I had for her went out the window.

“Are you finished?” I asked.

She cocked her head to one side. “Yes. Now get in here, spend some time with your sister, and stop being a stranger, okay? We’re family. We all need to band together right now.”

My mother backed away from the door and allowed me inside. She kissed my cheek and said, “You know I love you, right? I dislike having to take a tone with you like I just did. I wouldn’t do it if I thought you didn’t need to hear it.”

Sure, Mom. Whatever you say.

She always knew the perfect thing to say to make me feel like I was thirteen years old again.

I entered the living room and found Phoebe flipping through channels on the television.

Without looking in my direction, she stood and said, “I’ve been trying to call you all morning.”

“I know,” I said.

“You haven’t checked in. You haven’t told me what’s going on or what you’ve found out, and I’ve had to get all of my updates from Harvey. It isn’t okay, Gigi. It’s Thursday. I haven’t heard from you in three days.”

Round two of family shaming had begun.

“I invited you to come stay with me,” I said.

She flashed me a look like she’d just called my bluff. I had invited her to stay with me, and the offer was genuine, but we both knew I hoped she’d decline.

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