Forget Me Now by Alana Terry

Author:Alana Terry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense, christian suspense, psychological thriller, religious fiction, christian fiction, christian mystery, christian books for women, Christian women's fiction
Publisher: Firstfruits Publishing
Published: 2019-07-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 24

“I’m sorry,” Sandy says as she rushes through the door of the police room. “I came as quickly as I could, but traffic was something awful.” She sweeps by the officer holding open the door and nearly trips on the carpet. I’m out of the cement room at least. The mental health liaison I finally met said I shouldn’t have ever been set up in the interrogation rooms in the first place, explaining that I have to forgive Detective Drisklay, who sometimes forgets the difference between victims and suspects.

I’m not ashamed to confess that I had a complete breakdown while the detective was questioning me. As soon as I realized this meeting wasn’t about my dad, I stopped focusing on my own survival and understood that everything the police were telling me was true. Mom is gone. So is Chris. Killed.

By the same person who attacked me and left me with nothing but long-term memories.

Drisklay couldn’t handle my tears or decipher my sobs, so he pulled the liaison out of whatever it was that she was doing. She was the one who moved us to this more comfortable room and asked if there was anybody I could call. I thought about my dad but decided on Sandy and gave the woman the name of our church.

Now Sandy’s here, smothering me in hugs and tears. “I’m so sorry you’re going through this, sweetie. I can’t even begin to guess how hard this must be for you.”

I’ve told the liaison about my headache. She’s going to pull up my medical files to see if I’m on any pain killers. Until then, she tells me to take three Tylenol. It seems like a lot to me, but I’m not going to argue.

Sandy’s been fretting over me and praying over me since she came in. I think Drisklay and the liaison know it’s time to back off a little on the questioning.

Once I stop crying, I’m able to put my thoughts into some sort of logical order, or at least I try to. Mom is dead. Not only dead but murdered. The police haven’t given me any more information than that, so I have no idea if she was shot, if she was strangled, drowned. Maybe she was stabbed and left in that cabin to bleed out, terrified and alone ...

Then they tell me Chris was a suspect at one point, which is absolutely ridiculous, but I can’t be upset about that because now it’s come out that he’s one of the victims. Found in the lake just this morning. The lake by our cabin ...

But that’s not all. I’ve also learned in the past twenty minutes that I’ve been the victim of a terrible assault that’s robbed me of any ability to form short-term memories. Sandy tells me that every morning I wake up and imagine it’s senior skip day all over again. Like that Adam Sandler movie, except there’s absolutely nothing funny about my situation. Nothing funny at all.

I have all my memories from before the attack, but Drisklay needs answers about what happened that day.

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