Home for the Holidays
"Daddy, do you think Mommy will be able to find us in our new house?"
Joe Lawson paused a moment before answering his daughter's question. Ruby stared at him from her bed, her small, angular face anxious.
"I'll bet Mommy can find us no matter where we are," he said.
"That's what Grandma always says, but I'm not so sure. Melbourne is a long way from Sydney. It took us ages to drive here."
As he struggled to find an answer, Ruby sighed heavily and tugged the covers closer to her chin.
"I guess I'd better go to sleep. School tomorrow. I need to be fresh."
She rolled over onto her side and closed her eyes, appar-ently completely at peace now that she'd voiced her deeper metaphysical concerns.
The joys of being ten years old. If only he could dismiss her question as easily. Not for the first time, he wondered if he'd done the right thing moving the kids away from everything that was familiar to them so that they could be closer to the support his mother could provide.
Be honest. At least with yourself.
The truth was, he'd been more than happy to abandon the family home.
Pulling Ruby's door shut behind him, he wal ... read full excerpt from: Home for the Holidays ebook
