As soon as Georgia and May stepped out of the car, the front door flew open.
“May!” her mother’s voice rang out.
“Mom!” May beamed and hurried towards her. The moment she reached the porch, her mom wrapped her in a tight hug, swaying her side to side like she used to when May was little.
“I missed you so much,” her mom said, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“I missed you too,” May smiled, holding her longer.
Her father came right behind her mother, his hands in his pockets, eyes soft.
“Welcome home, kid,” he said with a proud smile.
May let go of her mom and hugged him too. “It’s good to be back, Dad.”
Then, her mom’s eyes caught Georgia standing beside the car, holding May’s tote bag. Her smile dimmed a little, more out of surprise than anything else.
“Georgia?” she asked, her voice
