The rehab centre was amazing, which made me feel immediately guilty for all those negative thoughts. Persevering with endless hours of speech- and physiotherapy, my mind and body began to mend and improve, to my great relief. I had a life I wanted to get back to. As I progressed, I continued to pump James for information on events leading up to the accident. I’d noticed he’d become shaky on the details when put under pressure. It worried me. I’d known James for almost half my life. He was my best friend. I didn’t like the feeling he was hiding something from me.
The nine months before the accident were still largely a jumbled mess, as if the video tape of the time I had lost had been chopped up and spliced back together by the worst film studio intern in the world. I could remember small snippets of situations and places but I couldn’t tell if it was in order. Out of frustration, I decided to try and piece my nine months back together. During one of James’s visits I asked him to bring in my work diary, which I hoped would map out my work activities at the very least. Unfortunately, he wasn’t too hopeful. He thought it had been lost in the accident along with my phone, but said he would see what he could do.
As more and more flashes of memory returned I began seeing the same face regularly, but I couldn’t place her: short, scruffy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes with an easy smile that reached her eyes. According to James we hadn’t employed any new members of staff and with my history I was hardly capable of holding down a relationship of any kind. It had never been my strong point and besides, where was she if she existed? Wouldn’t she have visited me by now? No one had mentioned a girlfriend if that’s what she was. Physically, she didn’t exist for me or anyone else.
James produced a fresh diary complete with my personal work undertakings and I spent long evenings studying the various contracts we had worked on, even researching the various places on the internet and the publicity on our own website. I started to fool myself that I was remembering events but, in truth, I was probably only recalling the information I had researched. All the while the attractive blonde was there in the background, her piercing eyes boring into me. The feeling of friendship and intimacy was so strong on occasion it was hard to distinguish reality from wishful dreams. I could almost feel her next to me as I slept.
After spending almost six months in the rehab centre I was cleared to leave. I had physically recovered. Mentally, I still had the odd nightmare alongside continued and more favourable dreams of a certain blonde. I had plans to return to work in the next few days and finally put my body back to good use.
Robin’s story continues in Latent Memories (Out of the Blue Part II)
To be published November 2016
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Unlikely Places. At 28 years old Alex Philips is still reeling from her father’s death at the hands of a drunk driver, existing in a job that allows her to work from home and withdraw from life. After a drunken incident Alex is now facing several months of community service forcing her to interact with the world again.
While repaying her debt to society she meets the beautiful 24yr old Sam Johnson, an instant mutual attraction develops between them. Sam is also dealing with issues of loss, resulting in her current accommodation at the hostel Alex has been assigned to work in.
Things finally seem to be going their way as they find their feet in their budding relationship, until Sam’s absent mother arrives back on the scene leaving devastation in her wake. A chance meeting with the person responsible for Alex’s downward spiral threatens to destroy everything they have worked so hard to build.
Journey to You. Sasha Featherstone was a painfully shy child that began to spread her wings at university, until her parents’ untimely death leaving her an orphan at aged twenty. Her reaction was to dive headfirst into her work to give them something to be proud of, now aged thirty-four Sasha has been a department head at a top accountancy firm in the city for almost six years. Unfortunately there is very little else in her life, until the option of volunteer redundancy comes her way.
Deciding on a six month trip around the US, she secures a tourist visa. Sasha begins city hopping from west to east starting in San Francisco, Las Vegas then Nashville. Although enjoying the new sights and sounds she encounters along the way she can’t escape the feeling of loneliness that follows her.
A chance meeting with the beautiful Max Butler sparks an attraction that encourages Sasha to stay a little longer. As their friendship evolves Sasha becomes embroiled in Max’s life, forcing her to make the difficult decision to stay in Kingstree till her visa runs out in December. Is this what she has been looking for, what’s been missing in her life for so long? Or is it just a holiday fling? And where will it lead?
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