The Wrong Twin: A psychological thriller with a shocking twist by Lorna Dounaeva

Author:Lorna Dounaeva [Dounaeva, Lorna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inkubator Books
Published: 2021-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

18

“What’s the name of this doctor, the one who’s been treating you?” Mel asked.

Abbie thought for a moment, but she couldn’t recall.

Mel looked at her with concern. “You must have it written down somewhere?”

“Yeah, probably. Give me a mo.”

She pulled out her phone and scrolled through it for a few minutes. “Ah, here it is, Dr Patel at the Dorset Clinic. Dr Monica Patel,” she clarified.

Mel made a note of the name. She wanted to speak to this Dr Patel for herself. Perhaps she could tell her if Abbie was okay to drive. Or drink. She needed to know more too, like what she could do to help.

Abbie had already lost interest in the conversation. Mel followed her into the living room and watched as she flicked through the channels, no doubt looking for something loud and obnoxious to watch. Mel silently berated herself. She had to stop thinking this way. It wasn’t Abbie’s fault her taste in programmes sucked. She wasn’t herself.

Abbie picked horse racing, and Mel promptly returned to her room to shut out the noise. She didn’t want Abbie to overhear anyway. Even though she was trying to help her, she had a feeling her sister wouldn’t appreciate her making calls on her behalf. She had been so up and down lately, who knew when she might fly into a rage?

She looked up the number for Abbie’s doctor’s and dialed.

“Hi, my name’s Mel Montgomery. I understand you’re treating my sister, Abbie Thompson, for a traumatic brain injury? Can I speak to Dr Patel, please?”

The woman on the other end of the phone spoke with a public school accent. Mel pictured her, prim and white haired with wire-rimmed glasses held in place with a cord. “I’m awfully sorry, but the doctor won’t be able to give out any details.”

“I get that, but we can talk in a general way, can’t we? I need to know what I can do to help with her recovery.”

There was a pause. “I can put you in touch with some support groups if you like? They’d be better placed to help.”

“Thank you,” Mel said quietly. She gave out her email address and set down the phone. It was so frustrating. She supposed it made sense that they couldn’t discuss Abbie’s case over the phone, but how was she supposed to help her if she didn’t have the full picture? Abbie might be able to tell her more, but she was hardly the most reliable person to ask.

Her phone pinged, and she saw that the receptionist had sent her an email with links to some useful information. It was all very general, but she waded through it anyway. Knowledge was power, wasn’t that what Dad had always said?

It seemed as though Abbie was likely to need lots of different therapies: psychological therapy, physiotherapy, occupational therapy, even speech therapy. She paused at this last one. Abbie could talk just fine, but now she came to think about it, she sounded a little different than before.

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