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Hannah hesitated and then bent and scooped her up.
She rubbed Ruby’s back and talked to her, remembering all the times she’d done the same thing with Posy.
Suzanne was right. There was more than one way of being a good mother.
She just had to find the way that worked for her.
She wasn’t going to let the past shape her future.
In the morning, she was going to talk to Adam.
She’d waited long enough.
27
Posy
Posy arrived back at 3:00 a.m., cold and tired.
She stripped off her outdoor gear, crawled on top of her bed and fell asleep with the rest of her clothes on. She slept like the dead, unmoving, and then woke again at eight, freezing cold and aching all over. Bonnie was still curled up asleep, snuggled in the remains of the heat from the log burner.
Dragging herself to the shower, Posy stepped under the scalding jets and tried to warm herself. She had a massive bruise on her thigh where she’d slipped and fallen, and a graze on her cheek from a rock that had been dislodged by someone’s foot and made contact with her face.
She stepped out of the shower and examined herself in the mirror.
She looked a mess. If she borrowed some of Beth’s makeup, she might be able to hide it from her mother.
Bonnie padded over to her and gave her a worried tail wag.
“Don’t you start. And you don’t look so great yourself, by the way,” Posy told her. “Definitely a bad hair day.”
It had been a long and difficult rescue, with the weather some of the worst she’d experienced.
She pulled on a warm, dry sweater and was drying her hair when there was a knock on the door.
“You can come in. You don’t usually wait to be invited.” She’d expected Luke, but it was Hannah.
Her heart plummeted.
They hadn’t spoken properly since Hannah had yelled at her.
Did they have to do this now?
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p; Yes, she felt guilty, but she didn’t have the energy to take a pummeling from her sister. She was physically and mentally exhausted.
On the other hand, she’d done the wrong thing. Hannah was having a rough time, and she’d inadvertently made things harder.
She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and took a closer look at her sister. “You look tired. Late night?”
“I went to bed at the same time you did.”
“What?” Posy pulled her damp hair into a ponytail. “Why?”
“I kept Mom company until you both came home.”
Mom.
