and L.A. was too expensive and she wasnât staying here, then she would need to look at moving somewhere else. There had to be places with a less crazy cost of living.
If only she hadâ
A soft knock on her door brought her to her feet. Carly crossed the floor and pulled open the door. Tiffany stood in front of her. The teen wore teddy bear pajamas and carried a tattered stuffed dog in her arms.
âWhatâs up?â Carly asked.
âNothing.â Tiffany shrugged as she stepped inside. âMy room is great. Itâs justâ¦â She shrugged. âYou know.â
âItâs a little creepy up there?â
Tiffany dropped her chin. âMaybe a little. Iâll be completely fine,â she added quickly. âI love my room. I just thought, you know, for the first night.â
Carly glanced at the large bed, then closed the door. âSure, you can sleep with me.â
âGood.â
Tiffany ran and jumped on the bed. âI took the back stairs. Itâs really weird because the house is so quiet, but there are all these noises.â
âOld places are known for that.â
âIt made me think of the ghost. Not that sheâs real.â
Carly stretched out in the bed. Tiffany set her dog on the nightstand, then shimmied under the blankets. She snuggled close and rested her head on Carlyâs shoulder.
âGrandma was pretty cool tonight,â the teenager said. âWe watched HBO together.â
âNothing R-rated, right?â
âOh, Mo-om. Youâre so old.â
âGrandmaâs older than me.â
âYeah, but sheâs more fun.â
Carly tried not to take the comment personally. As her daughterâs mother, it was her job to be a parent, not a buddy. But just once she would like someone else to be the bad guy for a while. Neil was never willing to take on that task. Of course, heâd never bothered all that much with his daughter, despite the fact that Tiffany adored him.
She stretched up and turned off the light, then settled back on the bed. Tiffany sighed.
âWhere do you think Daddy is?â she asked, almost as if she knew her mother had been thinking of Neil.
âI donât know. I thought he was going to stay in L.A. for a while. Until he bought his boat.â
âDo you think heâs really going to sail to Hawaii?â
âThatâs what he said.â
âWow. Itâs so far. And there arenât any, like, places to stop.â
âIâm sure heâll take a good map.â
Carly did her best to keep the bitterness out of her voice. Neil got to buy a boat and run off to Hawaii while she was left behind to be the grown-up. Again.
âDo you thinkâ¦â Tiffany hesitated, then swallowed. âDo you think he misses me?â
âOf course he does. Youâre his best girl.â
âI guess. Itâs just he never wanted to, you know, spend time with me, and he hasnât called since he left.â
âHeâll call,â Carly said, then vowed she would find Neil and force him to call his daughter. Damn the man for being such an insensitive bastard, she thought grimly. How could he do this to Tiffany? She could try to forgive a lot of things, but never that.
She wrapped her arms around Tiffany and squeezed. âHeâs going through a lot right now. But heâll settle into his new life and you can be a part of it. That will be fun.â
âYeah. We can go sailing together.â
âGood idea.â
Tiffany sighed. âItâs nice here. I kinda didnât want to come because I thought it would be way stupid, but I like the house. Youâre not going to make me clean rooms, are you?â
âWeâll negotiate a chore list,â Carly said. âThe maids make pretty good money.â
âHow good?â
âLetâs talk in the morning.â
âOkay. Night.â
âNight, baby. I love
Jessica Conant-Park, Susan Conant