Chapter Twenty One

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Georgie grabbed her bag off the bed and hurried downstairs, it was a PA day and she got to ride all day, voices in the kitchen made her pause. Amy and Lou were talking, or maybe arguing; things had been tense between them for a couple days now. More so since Jack was at Fairfield most of the time.

While she wasn't sure that was a bad thing it seemed to confuse her mom; but it annoyed Amy. "Lou I really need to get some work done."

"I'm sorry Amy, I am trying to get some work done before I take Katie to ballet; I arranged a private class for her before Lisa backed out." She heard the annoyance in her mom's voice. "Katie's heart is set on it and who knows if she is going to get another chance."

"Lou she's got a chance now, maybe you should just give Lisa a minute to breathe and appreciate today." Amy's voice was different, there was irritation in it and Georgie stayed where she was. "You don't get it, you can't."

"And you can?"

"Not in the same way, Lou I can't imagine what she's thinking but I know what its like to wake up in the hospital and not know how you got there. When I was blind, I was scared but being able to see again didn't fix everything, it didn't make everything right." It wasn't annoyance or anger now and Georgie swallowed hard; she didn't think about what had happened to Amy very often. "I needed time, and I took it, Lou no one tried to force me right back into it. Does it even occur to you that Lisa might just need time? Maybe her doctor wants it, or maybe she does."

There was a long moment of silence and Georgie tucked her own chin down. Finally, she heard her mother's voice. "Where are you going?"

"To call Lisa." Amy's voice faded, and she heard the door slam.

Georgie waited a few moments and slipped down, quietly passing her mother at the table and headed for the truck. She had a feeling Amy had given them both something to think about. Her instructions were scrawled on the whiteboard, Lisa's scrawling hand writing had ordered her tasks, but she suspected it was Mike who had drawn an arrow to move Diamond up the list.

She worked for awhile, it was relaxing to ride, tacking the horses and brushing them after. It gave her time to think, at lunch she went up to eat with everybody and as they went back to work, she paused, crossing to Lisa's office.

The door was open, and Lisa worked at her laptop with a playpen by the desk. Georgie glanced at Lisa before easing over to the playpen, Lyndy was awake, playing happily with a little stuffed rabbit toy; she seemed to like to chew on it. Upon seeing her Lyndy dropped the toy and pulled herself up; reaching to her.

Lifting the toddler onto her hip she rocked her, someone was fighting her nap. It was a good thing that Amy had brought Lyndy over, her little cousin was content here and loved Lisa; maybe babysitting would remind her how much she missed home.

One wall seemed to contrast the rest of the office, the photos were arranged in various frames; some were in color. Most were winner circle photos and she realized that Lisa was in almost none of them.

As she looked closer Lyndy reached out for one and Georgie barely stopped her knocking it off; wincing as she glanced at Lisa. Taking a safe step back as Lisa rose, rounding the desk; lightly touching Lyndy's back. "It's okay, I loved these photos as a child."

"Are these of your dad?" Georgie asked, she didn't know a lot about Lisa's family.

"Some, and my grandpa. My family started Fairfield with one horse, my dad was the one who got us started breeding; his dream was to expand it. But he never got the chance, he would have been proud to see his goal realized." Lisa pointed out one of the black and white photos as she spoke of her grandpa and another when it was her dad.

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