An Unlikely Mother by Danica Favorite

Author:Danica Favorite
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Waking up in her own bed was a pleasure Flora hadn’t thought she’d find so absolutely delectable. Who knew that one could enjoy a bed so much?

Flora stretched and smiled, then realized that Pierre was still curled up next to her.

And then she remembered everything that had happened the day before. Suddenly, it didn’t feel right to enjoy having such comfort, knowing that today children would be waking up without a mother.

It should have been her.

Though everyone had been telling her differently, it didn’t ease the pain in her heart that a woman had died doing a job that was supposed to have been Flora’s.

Pierre stirred and looked up at her, his dark eyes full of confusion.

“Good morning,” she told him gently in French as she gathered him into her arms and hugged him. If there was a positive in yesterday’s horrible situation, it was that she needed to count her blessings and be sure her loved ones knew how very dear they were to her.

“Où est George?” Pierre asked, looking up at her.

Where is George? Flora sighed. The last thing she wanted was to talk about him. In the past, Flora would have made a snide comment, letting Pierre know what a horrible person George was. The liar. But not only did George’s lie have no bearing on Pierre, but it hardly seemed fair to tear down one of the few people Pierre had left these days.

The old Flora wouldn’t have hesitated. Would have only thought of her own rage at being deceived.

“I don’t know,” she told him gently. “But let me get dressed and we’ll go find him.”

Flora put on her robe and opened the door, peering out to see who was around.

“Miss Flora!” One of the maids was coming down the hall. “You’re awake.”

“I am,” she told the girl, smiling. “Could you please take my young friend to the kitchen and help him find some breakfast?”

Flora turned and gave Pierre instructions in French. Then she brought her attention back to the maid. “Please be kind to him. He doesn’t speak English, so if he does something wrong, do not shout. He doesn’t understand, and it will only make things worse. Come get me, and I’ll deal with the situation.”

“Yes, miss.” Then the maid bent and spoke to Flora’s charge in perfect French.

“Wait,” Flora said as the maid started to leave with Pierre. “You speak French?”

“My family comes from France,” she said. “My mother and sisters all work for the dressmaker, producing the finest fashions from Paris. But I have no skill with the needle, so here I am.”

The maid ruffled Pierre’s hair. “He is adorable. Where did he come from? Our family knows everyone from France, and I do not know anyone who has a little boy.”

Flora explained the situation to the maid, who looked puzzled. “That is simply not possible. No one from my country would abandon their child like that.”

“I don’t think he was abandoned. Who could abandon a child like Pierre?”

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