CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Franklin rode off before 7.30am. Georgie and Kat sat at the kitchen table with their partly drunk coffees and untouched bowls of cereal. In moments where Georgie was thrown into stepping across the line from friend of the teen to a stand-in for her absent parent, her lack of experience was prone to trigger a fight-or-flight response. Out of her depth and first to admit it, also in no position of authority as merely the girlfriend of the teen’s dad. And fairly or unfairly, she was pissed with Franklin for his treatment of Kat and for leaving her to deal with the aftermath of his announcement.
‘Kat…’ She trailed off.
The teen shook her head with a sad smile that aged her appearance to mid-twenties.
Harty leaned on the front counter, writing up a report and grappling wi
