Saving Ceecee Honeycutt 1-2

There was no breakfast waiting. Momma just sat and stared out of the window with empty eyes her coffee cold and untouched. What's the matter, Momma? She turned from the window. Her voice wasn't much more than a whisper when she smoothing her hand over my check and said, Ceecelia Rose, I'm taking you to Georgia. I want you to see what real living is like. All the women dress so nice. And the people are kind and friendly it's so different from how things are here. As soon as I feel better we'll plan a trip just you and me. But what about Dad Will be come too? She squzeed her eyes closed and didn't answer.