CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
Georgie retrieved her phone message as she set off from Dave’s home to the neighbour she was yet to meet.
‘Georgie-girl! Guess who?’ Bron went on. ‘I take it you and Franklin aren’t coming to ours tonight?’
Georgie slapped her forehead. She’d forgotten to reply to the invitation.
Her best friend’s tone swapped from light reproach to concern. ‘Seriously, I get it. But call me when you can. I can be your sounding board, I’m good at that.’
She rang off, and Georgie mentally promised to buzz Bron later. She immediately dialled Franklin, got his recording.
‘Sorry, me again. Speak soon as.’
She could see them phone tagging all day.
She hung up as she reached the neighbour’s front door. After ringing the bell, knocking and giving them a few minutes to answer, Georgie cal
