Beyond the Tree House by Gudrun Frerichs

Author:Gudrun Frerichs [Frerichs, Gudrun]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2020-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Elise: 18 March 2017, Early Afternoon, Port Somers

I hate arguments. They are more Lilly’s thing. She seems to thrive during arguments. I’m rather sorry Scott and I argued. It left me with a sick sense of dread in my stomach. I’m aware it’s old stuff and has little to do with Scott, but knowing it and stopping it are two different kettles of fish.

Ms. Marple said once, part of moving beyond being a victim is doing what is right and not doing what others would like you to do. So that’s what I’m trying. Stopping a person with a head injury who just came out of a coma from traipsing around the countryside and playing Magnum PI is doing the right thing.

Scott had a different opinion. Why was I not surprised? Still, we made him stay in bed. Who does he think he is? Twenty years old and indestructible? He wobbled on his feet like a drunken sailor. I even had to hide the car keys. How ridiculous is that? Are we back in kindergarten?

He’s lucky he’s in a relationship with me and not Amadeus. He would have had to nurture a bruised ego as well as a bruised head. The sheepish grin on his face told me he knows that. While Scott took it easy, together with Mikey we used the time to turn over every stone in every little corner of the homestead. We found nothing that could justify a break-in.

“I told you so. You should start listening to me,” Mikey gloated.

Before I agree to discharge Scott and go with him to Port Somers, I make him get up and sit down a few times and take his pulse. It took him four days to be well enough. Four days of hell for me with a grumpy patient. I know now I’m not born to be a nurse.

On the way to Port Somers, Scott puts his hand on my leg. I guess he’s finished sulking.

“Are we good now?”

“I’ve never been ‘not good’ with you. You gave me the silent treatment, remember?” He’s lucky that I’m a multiple. One lesson I learned as a member of the Tribe was that if some part is not responding or behaving oddly, they can’t do any better. They’re either caught up in some weird thinking or outside of ‘reception’ as I like to call it. You have to be fully switched on and not with your mind digging in the dumpsters of yesteryear if you want to be content and happy.

“I’m so sorry. I’m a lousy patient. You didn’t deserve me acting like a spoiled child. I hate being dependent. You of all people should understand that.”

“I do. And you of all people should accept my expertise when it comes to healing matters.”

“Touché. I promise to do better.”

I’m leaving it, knowing that it’ll happen again. It’s the human condition, I’m sure. It could be my turn next to act all cranky about something. Right now I have to concentrate. We’re leaving the open country road and entering Port Somers.

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