Where the Truth Hides by Liane Carmen

Author:Liane Carmen [Carmen, Liane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780998424729
Publisher: Sunshine Publishing
Published: 2020-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Jules

Jules inserted her key into the front door and pushed it open.

From above her on the second floor, her mother’s voice echoed down the wooden staircase to the entryway. “Julianne, that you?”

“Yeah, Ma,” she said as she closed the door behind her and then made her way up the stairs.

“You’re back sooner than I expected.” The older woman closed the paperback book she had been reading and tossed it on the coffee table.

“Yeah, I know.” Jules threw her bag on the kitchen table. “Can you believe my appointment didn’t even show?”

Jules always met new clients in a public place instead of her home office. Her parents had expressed concern when she decided to set up the studio in her house. They didn’t like strangers coming in and out. Most of her clients were lovely, and she had no problem with them coming to her home. But until she met them, she always went with better safe than sorry.

Her mother’s softly wrinkled face frowned in confusion. “Really? That’s odd. Wasn’t this the woman who absolutely had to have you shoot her baby shower?”

“That’s what I thought. I went to the address she gave me. It was an office building, not a coffee shop. I even listened to her message again in the car to make sure I’d written it down right. Drove up and down the street. Thought maybe she had just given me the wrong number. There was no coffee shop anywhere that I could find. So I came home.”

“Did you try calling her?”

“Yeah, I tried calling her, but it just rang and rang. No answer, no voicemail. No nothing. She’ll need to find a new photographer for her shower.” A tinge of aggravation had crept into her voice. “I mean, really, that was a long drive for nothing. The whole thing was kind of rude.”

Jules tried to reel in her frustration. Her crankiness was aimed at the woman who sent her on the wild goose hunt, not her mom. The search for her birth parents had already left an undercurrent of uncertainty when they were together. It hurt. They had always gotten along, so to know the awkwardness was because of her was painful. She didn’t want it to seem like her search was changing anything between them. That would prove her mother’s worry was valid.

Jules had ordered a new bed, and while she loved the setup of her place, most delivery men outwardly groaned when they eyed both sets of narrow stairs. Jules always tipped them well to compensate for the hassle. The money she had left for this purpose still sat folded up on the kitchen table.

“It doesn’t look like they’ve been here with the new bed.”

Jules’s mom shook her head and glanced at her watch. “No, but they still have a couple of hours left in the window they gave you.” She fluffed her short silver hair and struggled to get off of the couch. “This couch always swallows me up, I swear.”

Jules extended her hand and her mother gladly accepted the assistance.

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