Family Affairs by Pamela G. Hobbs

Author:Pamela G. Hobbs [Hobbs, Pamela G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christina Dodd, family drama, romantic suspense, Nora Roberts, Jayne Ann Krentz
ISBN: 9781781993293
Publisher: Poolbeg Press
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

“Darlin’, darlin’, cooee!” Mary Louanne’s voice reached Frankie’s ears sometime around late afternoon on what was supposed to be the day before Frankie returned to Dublin.

The rooms upstairs had all the windows thrown open to give the house a decent airing before it was locked up tight again. The southern accent sounded like it should be heard on a cotton plantation, not the somewhat damp coast of the west of Ireland.

Frankie stuck her head out of her bedroom window and called down, “Hi there! I’ll be down in just a moment – take a seat if you can find a dry patch.”

She closed the window and, going from room to room, did the same with the others – it had only been drizzling the last hour or so and the sun was making an effort to show again. Like a typical Irish day, it had been glorious all morning, then the clouds had billowed in, it had lashed with rain, the sun had come back out, followed swiftly by a wet drizzle, and now it was all change again.

Frankie threw a dove-grey cardigan over her shoulders, slipped her feet into a pair of leather flip-flops and hurried downstairs. She’d spent the previous day cleaning the study, living room and dining room, and the lovely old-fashioned scent of polish hung in the air. She pulled open the back door and strolled out onto the patio.

Mary Louanne had indeed made herself comfortable. She’d discarded a damp cushion and retrieved a dry one from under the umbrella and now lazed back in one of the Adirondack chairs, to the manner born.

“Why, there you are!” she exclaimed as if just discovering China. “I’ve popped by several times in the last few days but you just seem to be out visitin’ or something.” She made it sound slightly accusatory, which Frankie found irritating.

“I’m sorry you had some wasted trips, Mary Louanne, but as far as I remember we didn’t have an appointment to meet up. Or am I mistaken?” She propped herself on the arm of the chair opposite, letting it be known she wasn’t settling in for a chat.

“No, darlin’, but I thought with the family all gone and all, we could have some lady time. You know,” she broke off, waving her hands about, “a few cocktails, maybe go dancing. Fun stuff to while away the hours. We Yankee belles need to stick together, now don’t we?” she pleaded, fluttering her eyelashes.

Frankie groaned inwardly. She liked Mary Louanne. In small doses. But she certainly wasn’t going dancing with her! Maybe the southerner was lonely. Maybe Frankie could be the bigger person and give a little of her time – after all, she’d be gone tomorrow and Mary Louanne would be left here. Part of Frankie mentally wanted to slap herself and chant, “Not my problem, not my problem,” but she was partially raised by the very hospitable Fitzgeralds and not entertaining a guest simply wasn’t done.

“Tell you what, Mary Louanne, I’m kinda busy

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