Chapter- 10 | She is, who?
Short fiction tale
She is, who?
After that day, I needed answers and I knew I can’t get them from my sister.
It was okay for me that she didn’t want to discuss something, but why lie?
She could have simply told me not to ask, and I wouldn’t,
We have at least a bond that strong, I would always respect her choices.
And I don’t recall us keeping secrets from each other,
What would make her lie to me like that? And why now of all times?
The answers that I seek are revolving around me, if only I knew where to look.
Everything seemed to go back to normal, except for me of course,
I waited for things to settle down so it won’t raise any suspicion when I try to look what I had forgotten,
There was something weird though,
How can a mere dehydration wipe out my memory?
And when I try hard to think of that day, my head starts aching again,
I have to know what it is, I must know,
But if I go the hospital, I might get caught. Mom is good friends with nurses there,
I think I should just head out and follow my instincts.
“Where are you going sweetie?” Dad saw me at the door,
“Just to meet a friend, I’ll be back in an hour.” I said and left,
Little did I know my instincts would lead me back to that coffee shop and in front of that girl.
At first she panicked when she saw me standing next to her,
But I held her wrist and asked her to clam down.
Her name was Lisa Dwyer,
I asked her if she knew me, and she said yes.
When I asked her how, she revealed the most shocking truth.
to be continued…