Nothing’s going the way it should
I get back up, after yet another restless night, with Helen’s voice in my ears. My first thought goes direct to Chris in the other room.
“How are you?” I can see him curled up in bed, his eyes half-closed. His face is grey and taut, not exactly looking his best.
“I had breakfast made for you”.
“Why did you get Helen to go looking for me if you knew I was here already?” I ask doubtfully.
“Because I wanted to see if, as well as losing your memory, you also started lying to me.”. He smiles, making me angry, does he really think he could do something like this right now?
“I told you I’d come back and I did”.
“Too bad now’s not a good time,” he answers wearily.
Though he tries to smile and wants to argue, he can’t. He waves at me strangely, as if w
