For a moment Aura couldn’t speak, startled by the friendly sounding woman on the other end of the line. “Ah, I was wanting to speak to my mum. Hazel Redding. She’s visiting her sister-”
“Oh, yes. I know Hazel. Such a lovely woman. You’re so lucky to have a mum like her.”
“Ah, yeah.”
“Are you joining us for dinner? We’re serving it in about twenty minutes.”
For a second she began to wonder if Riley was wrong. How could the friendly woman she was talking to have anything to do with the photos on the coffee table? “Can I talk to my mum?”
“Of course you can.” The woman laughed, a brittle, fake sound. “She’s barely left her sister’s side.”
Aura gritted her teeth against the constant chatter. “I can talk to her now?”
The woman laughed once more. “I’m looking for them right now. The phone
