Clarity 4: After the Storm by Loretta Lost

Author:Loretta Lost
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, amnesia, memory loss, blindness, contemporary romance series, traumatic head injury, new adult series, car accident healing

Chapter Three

Now...

“Be careful!” I shout to the paramedics as they lift her onto the stretcher. Helen’s body is bruised and lifeless, and Snowball is barking at the men furiously.

“We’re going to need you to take a step back,” one of the paramedics tells me. “Don’t worry. We’ll take it from here. Go park your car and get a cup of coffee while you wait.”

“I don’t need a fucking coffee!” I nearly roar. “I want to stay with her!”

“We need to take her into surgery,” the paramedic tells me as he pushes me away from Helen’s body. The other men begin wheeling her away into the small-town hospital.

I don’t trust him. I don’t trust any of them. I consider grabbing this man’s arm and twisting him to the ground so that I can follow Helen’s stretcher. But the kindly look in his eyes stops me from doing anything rash.

“Just take a seat in the waiting room, and we’ll be sure to update you on her condition soon.”

“I’m a doctor,” I inform him quietly. “Maybe there’s something I can do...”

“Wait,” he tells me in a heavy voice. “Just hope for the best and wait.”

“Is she—is she going to be okay?” I ask him.

He hesitates. “I don’t know. I’ve seen worse. On these icy mountain roads? It happens every day. It’s been a really rough winter. Just take my advice and steal a moment to relax. Take care of your dog; the poor thing’s shaking like a leaf. There’s a motel across the street, but the rooms fill up quickly. Grab one and get comfortable, because this could take a while.” With that, the paramedic disappears back into the hospital.

This is what comes from wanting everything.

You end up losing everything.

Lifting both of my hands to run them through my hair, I draw a shuddering breath. Snowball whimpers softly, and I can tell that the poor dog is scared out of her mind. “Come on, girl,” I tell her, gesturing to the car. “Let’s get you to that cozy hotel room. You’re probably freezing. Want to get warmed up?”

Snowball looks at me suspiciously for a moment, as if I am a stranger seducing her into my car for nefarious reasons. She glances back toward the hospital where Helen has been wheeled away, before letting out a mournful howl. Finally, with her ears hanging downward in defeat, she softly pads toward the vehicle and climbs in.

Sighing, I move back around the car to the driver’s side. Before entering the car, I find myself taking a moment to lean against the door and breathe the crisp morning air. It is a bright and sunny day, and the careless wisps of clouds in the sky seem utterly oblivious to my tragedy.

For a moment, I am filled with the urge to ask someone for help. A higher power, the universe, or any sick and twisted being that might have some control over my fate.

Please, I say inwardly, to anyone who will listen. Please let her live.

My father’s voice

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