Big Girl (2010) by Danielle Steel Read Free Book Online Page B

for lunch, to the beach, had picnics with her, took her to Disneyland, and spent as much time with her as she could. They were lying on the beach one afternoon in Malibu, next to each other, looking up at the sun, when Gracie turned to her and asked a question that Victoria had asked herself as a child too.
    "Do you think maybe you were adopted and they never told you?" Gracie asked her with an innocent look as her older sister smiled. She was wearing a loose T-shirt over her bathing suit, as she always did, to conceal what was beneath it.
    "I used to think I was when I was a kid," Victoria admitted, "because I look so different from them. But I don't think I am. I guess I'm just some weird throwback to another generation, like Dad's grandmother or whoever. I think I'm their kid, even though we don't have much in common." She didn't look like Gracie either, but they were soul mates and had been for all of Grace's short life, and they both knew it. Victoria just hoped Gracie didn't grow up to be like them. She didn't see how she could, but they had a powerful influence on her, and once Victoria was gone, they would hold on to her even more tightly, and mold her to their own images.
    "I'm glad you're my sister," Gracie said sadly. "I wish you weren't going away to college, and that you had stayed here."
    "I do too, when I think about leaving you. But I'll come home for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and you can come to visit me."
    "It won't be the same," Gracie said as a tear sneaked down her cheek, and they both knew it was true.
    The whole family looked like they were in mourning when Victoria packed her bags for college. And the night before she left, her father took them all out to dinner at the Beverly Hills Hotel, and they had a good time together. There were no jokes that night at anyone's expense. And the next day, all three of them took her to the airport, and the moment they got out of the car, Gracie burst into tears and threw her arms around Victoria's waist.
    Her father checked in her luggage, while the two girls stood crying on the sidewalk, and Christine looked at her daughter unhappily.
    "I wish you wouldn't go," she said softly. She would have liked to try again if she had the chance. She could feel Victoria slipping through her fingers forever. She had never really thought about what this day would feel like. The pain of it took her by surprise now.
    "I'll be home soon," Victoria said, and hugged her, still crying, and then she hugged her little sister again. "I'll call you tonight," she promised her, "as soon as I get to my room." Gracie nodded and couldn't stop crying, and even her father's eyes were damp when he said goodbye to her in a choked voice.
    "Take care of yourself. Call if you need anything. And if you hate it, you can always transfer to a school out here." He hoped she would. It was as though her leaving California for college were a rejection of him. They had wanted her to stay in L.A., or close to it, which wasn't what Victoria wanted or needed.
    After kissing them all again, Victoria went through security, and waved for as long as she could see them. They didn't leave the airport until she had disappeared from sight. The last she saw of her family was Gracie leaving the airport, walking between her parents. They all looked the same, with their dark hair and slim bodies. Her mother was holding Gracie's hand, and Victoria could see that her sister was still crying.
    She boarded the flight to Chicago, thinking about all of them, and as the plane took off, she looked out the window at the city she was fleeing, to find the tools she needed for a new life somewhere else. She didn't know where that would be, but the one thing she did know was that it couldn't be here, or with them.
    Victoria's years in college were exactly what she hoped they would be. The school was even better than she had dreamed or expected. It was big and sprawling, and the classes she took and did well at were her ticket to