Shit. Georgia swallows, letting her sunglasses do the brunt of the work hiding her emotions as she considers her words. She wishes Maggie hadn't asked. She won't lie, of course. But the truth will hurt.

Not that there's any answer she could give that would make Maggie feel better.

"Not long. A week, maybe, tops."

Hard to say exactly. It's not like Georgia and Shaun saw her every day. Too easy to take someone's presence for granted around here, even when you know logically it's never guaranteed to last.