Saving Tayla by Amanda Kaitlyn

Author:Amanda Kaitlyn [Kaitlyn, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

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Tayla

Three Weeks Later

My head stung as I peered my eyes open a sliver, the blindingly bright sunlight coming in from my bedroom blinds having woken me up way too early for my liking.

“Good morning, sunshine!” My sister all but sang from the side of my bed and frowning, I rolled over and buried my face as far into the pillows as I could. It was a Saturday morning and I didn’t have my meeting until noon. Having spent half the night up, tossing and turning with dreams of my sweet little boy in my head, all I wanted to do was fall back into a hopefully deep, dreamless sleep.

“I have a surprise for you.” Peeking up at her with one eye, I wasn’t sure whether I believed her.

When we were kids, she would pull me out of bed early, just to bother me. She was annoying but hell, I was sure I was, too.

“Scar, I don’t want to go in with you.” Going in to work with her wasn’t my idea of a good day. Especially since that particular hospital was the very one I spent countless days and nights working, pulling double shifts to save up for med school. Back then, I’d wanted to be a pediatrician, helping kids with terminally ill diseases live as long as medically possible. I was ambitious back then. Even as a child, I loved kids and dreamed of being a mother, someday. After watching my childhood best friend die so young, I knew I wanted to stop it from happening to another kid, just like her. I wanted to make a difference in my life.

And then real life caught up with my dreams and everything had come crashing down around me.

“Hey, I think I found a job for you. Isn’t that what you wanted?” Sitting up from my bed, I nodded, a rare smile spreading over my face. Being with my family was what I’d wanted after leaving rehab, but being with them twenty four hours a day was taking a toll on me. Before Spencer, I was young, independent, outgoing. I loved to go out dancing and go shopping with my girlfriends. I even loved babysitting my friends kids whenever I could. You never would have found me home on a Friday night unless I was studying for a big test or having an occasional movie night with my sister.

I wanted to be me, again. I wanted to find the things that made me feel alive, made me happy, even if just for a few hours.

I didn’t want to feel empty, anymore.

Moving to my closet and thumbing through my dresses, I looked back at my sister, unsure of what to wear. Was it something fancy, where I would be expected to wear a suit or a dress? Or was it something else?

I’d done all sorts of things before nursing school; working as a waitress at a local diner, in a boutique selling clothes, I even had a telemarketing job where all I did was sell copy paper over the phone.

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