Sair Back, Sair Banes by Anthony Engebretson

Author:Anthony Engebretson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ghost Orchid Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

When all was said and done, what choice did she have but to move on?

The police had come, questions were asked, and little came of it. What was to be done with Janet’s house was up to her family. How Fonniskie would cope with her loss was up to Fonniskie. What had happened and why, well, Genevieve wouldn’t think about that. She’d had a train to Glasgow to catch.

Life would go on. Whatever had happened to her, it would just have to stay where it was. There were bills to pay, work projects to finish, obligations to fulfill.

And life did go on.

The first couple of weeks were hard. Each day it took everything to work up the courage to leave her apartment. She even took some sick days—which was rare, as she never even let the flu stop her from working. Nightmares plagued her, and she had anxiety attacks every time there was a knock on the door. But she pushed herself.

It felt strange to go back to normal, as if she was roleplaying what her life used to be. But she would fake it until she made it. She had to. As the weeks since her time in Fonniskie became months, she grew good at it. There were still the nightmares, and her sleep was terrible. She no longer watched TV after being triggered by the sight of horses in a Western movie one evening.

But there was nothing triggering about work. There were projects to do, and she did them. She took the harsh and witless criticisms of her supervisors and passed that energy down to her own team, from the stern, condescending emails to the awkward meetings, as she was supposed to. Nobody in her office had ever asked about her trip, which was a blessing. The most she ever talked about it was during a phone call with her brother, Andrew. It was just a short chat, a check-in, probably as obligatory for him as it was for her. The call was also the first time she ever talked about Janet’s death with someone else. It would probably be the last, too. She didn’t want to think about Janet, not ever again.

Her push to force normality seemed to be working. Maybe life would even feel normal again in a few months’ time. It seemed she was back on the road to contentment. All she ever needed was contentment. It was all she ever asked for.

Then, with several months between her and that awful trip, she received the first email.

It popped into her inbox on a Friday afternoon. The subject caught her attention, as it didn’t resemble any other messages she received on her work email:

“COME BACK.”

At first, she thought it was spam, and the system had failed to catch it. But then she saw the address it came from, and her heart stopped. It was Janet’s.

There was no text in the body in the email, just a link. It was against her nature to click on links attached to strange emails, but this was an exception.

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