Never Forget by Lisa Cutts

Author:Lisa Cutts [Cutts, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Detective and Mystery Fiction
ISBN: 1908434260
Google: rhx3mAEACAAJ
Amazon: B00CCTWR8U
Barnesnoble: B00CCTWR8U
Goodreads: 18743751
Publisher: Not Avail
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 50

28th and 29th September

Saturday and Sunday were as relaxing for me as they were for Stan. I made sure the television was turned off so that he didn’t see the local news, telling him it was distracting. Although I made sure that he rested, Samantha had been so diligent in taking care of all our housekeeping needs that, apart from cooking and clearing up, I had little to do. I read a novel for the first time in months, even called my parents. It was a quick call. I didn’t have much to say.

Sunday afternoon came round soon enough. We ate a roast beef dinner, and I cleared away and then called Samantha as I’d promised. Packed and ready to leave, I prepared myself to part without a show of emotion. During the visit I’d felt useful, as if somehow I was making Stan better just by being there. Once I walked out of the door, I couldn’t help him, and I couldn’t wish the cancer to be gone with the same degree of success. I stood helplessly in the hallway, bag at my feet, thinking about placebos. They worked even when the patient knew they were placebos. Why couldn’t Stan just will the cancer away? My face was wet. I was crying again. ‘Please don’t leave me, Stan,’ I whispered.

The rustle of a magazine from the garden room warned me of movement. I ran upstairs, shouting, ‘Just remembered, left something in the bathroom.’

After ten minutes, I re-emerged from the bathroom, all indication of emotion and worry washed away.

As I came down the stairs, Stan was letting Samantha into the house. After a quick hello to me, she headed towards the kitchen. I stepped over my bags to hug Stan goodbye. ‘Thanks for letting me stay, Stan,’ I said into his chest as we embraced. ‘Exactly what I needed. I’ll call you when I get back from Birmingham.’

He held me at arm’s length, examined my face and said, ‘I’m worried about you. The photographs from Lloyd were upsetting. You and Laura take care in Birmingham. Do not take any risks. Serial killers don’t usually stop until they’re caught.’

We hugged. I left. I cried all the way home.

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