A Midlife Woman (A Woman Lost #11) by T.B. Markinson

Author:T.B. Markinson [Markinson, T.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Lesbian Romance, Family, Contemporary
Goodreads: 196895904
Publisher: T.B. Markinson
Published: 2023-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

I n my office, I tried answering a work email, but my focus was on my One-A-Day history calendar.

June 30th.

My birthday was on July 14th, meaning I only had fourteen days until my life entered—no, don’t say it.

I stared at the date, not believing it. But as I recalled my neck issues and all the other little aches and pains of late, there was also no denying it. I was on the threshold of middle age.

How did I get here?

Forty. It wasn’t a number that sat well with me. Everyone focused on the horror of turning thirty, but I didn’t get that. I may have at one point, but now that I was staring at forty—how had it happened so fast?

Sarah’s voice rang in my head, not quite clear but definitely her, and I glanced up, not seeing my wife.

Apparently, forty wasn’t just about becoming middle-aged, but it also bordered crazy town. There was something I didn’t need. To say I already had a loose grip on reality was an understatement.

I heard Sarah’s voice again, muffled and annoyed. Yet she still wasn’t in the room.

What was worse? The fact I was getting old or that I was losing my mind?

I googled early onset dementia , finding eleven signs that were cause for concern. Scanning through them, my heart thumped louder in my head. I hit print on the document.

Sarah burst into the library. “Why aren’t you answering me?”

“Did you ask me a question?” Did this mean I had ticked the first sign: short-term memory issues?

“Yes. Didn’t you hear it?”

“Hear what?” Confusion. That was another sign, wasn’t it? Oh God, I was really losing my mind. I wasn’t ready for this stage in life.

“Didn’t you hear it?” she shouted.

I put my fingers into my ears. “I’m not deaf.”

My ears were ringing. Was that a sign? I reached for the papers from the printer tray, but it was empty. What the fuck? I’d just printed them, hadn’t I?

“I disagree.” She glanced around the office. “Where’s the robot lady?”

Robot lady? Now I was concerned that Sarah was also experiencing dementia. One of the symptoms was the inability to find the correct words when speaking. I was almost certain she had not intended to say robot lady. I brought the website back up. This time I was for sure going to print myself a copy of the list, but my phone buzzed with a reminder. I looked down at my desk, seeing the printed pages. I wasn’t losing my mind completely. Or did moving them but not remembering tick another box?

“Seriously, where is she?” Sarah was searching for something in the office, moving books off the side tables.

This couldn’t be a good sign. Were both of us heading for trouble?

Our kids weren’t old enough to take care of us. Not that I wanted to burden our children, but it kinda served them right, considering how much trouble they caused us daily. What were the odds the four of them could properly care for

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