The Finding Emma Collection (Books 1-5) by Steena Holmes

Author:Steena Holmes [Holmes, Steena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-21T23:00:00+00:00

Four

Megan shut off the vacuum. She popped her head up and scanned the family room. When she’d started cleaning, Emma was sitting in the big corner chair playing with her dolls. Now only Megan was in the room. She listened for Daisy’s bark or the other girls playing, but heard nothing.

“Girls?” Her voice slightly squeaked. When there was no answer, she dropped the vacuum handle.

She checked to make sure the front door was locked and the alarm still set; then she ran into the kitchen and looked out the patio doors. Hannah and Alexis sat on the deck, their legs stretched out, soaking in the sun.

Megan scanned the yard. Where was Emma? Why couldn’t she see her? Megan wrenched open the sliding doors.

“What’s up?” Alexis sat up and raised her sunglasses.

“Where’s your sister?”

“Right here.” Alexis nudged Hannah’s shoulder.

Hannah frowned. “Not me, you moron. Emma.” She turned back. “I thought she was with you?” Hannah pushed herself up from her elbows, a panicked look on her face.

“She was, until I started vacuuming.” Megan’s heart raced, yet she struggled to keep her voice calm.

“She might be up in her room with the dog,” Alexis volunteered before lying back down. “And don’t call me a moron.”

Hannah stood up, but not before giving her sister a disgusted look. “I’ll take a look.”

Megan shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I’ve got it. Sit back and don’t fight. I’ll make you guys some lemonade in a few minutes.” She closed the sliding door and pivoted on her heel.

“Emma?” she called out, unable to keep the frantic tone out of her voice. Where was she?

Megan ran to the stairs and flew up several steps when a rhythmic thumping against the carpet stopped her.

Emma must be in her room with Daisy.

She climbed the remaining stairs quietly and heard her daughter hum a familiar song. It worried her that Emma’s first place to run to was her room, alone and away from her sisters. She should be blooming, like the roses in their backyard, instead of wilting now that she was back with her family.

Megan clenched her fists as she thought about the damage they had inflicted upon her daughter. She should be a loud, vibrant child full of energy and sass, not a quiet child who rarely spoke and found solace with her dog instead of her family.

Emma’s door was slightly ajar, and she sat on the floor, her back against her bed and her feet propped up against the far wall. Daisy’s tail was in view, thumping wildly on the floor. She couldn’t completely see what they were doing, but Megan had a feeling Daisy’s head lay on Emma’s lap while she stroked her fur.

Nothing in Emma’s room was out of place. Her bed was made, her stuffed bears lined up in a row against her pillows, the floor clear of any toys, and the lid of her laundry basket down. Peter had put together a little bookcase where she kept her toys, baskets, and books. Even those were organized.

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