The Day After the Party by Nicole Trope EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Nicole Trope
- Language: English
- Genre:Women’s Psychological Fiction
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KATELYN
Monday, 3 a.m. – Two Days After the Party
Turning on her side because there’s a slight twinge in her back, Katelyn
opens her eyes and is surprised to see Toby slumped in a chair next to the
bed, his eyes closed and his head tilted. He looks really uncomfortable. She
doesn’t recognise the chair he’s sitting in. Blinking rapidly in case this is a
dream, she stretches out her leg, feeling her foot move against rough sheets.
She’s definitely awake.
‘What are you doing?’ she asks him, and he lifts his head and sighs.
‘I was just getting some sleep,’ he says, rubbing at his brown eyes under
his glasses and then running his hands through his messy brown curls. The
room is dim with light coming in from outside. Unfamiliar shapes loom in
corners and she can hear someone speaking and then the sound of a phone
ringing somewhere.
Toby leans forward and switches on a lamp sitting on a side table next
to her. She doesn’t recognise the lamp, so despite feeling wide awake this
must be a dream. It has the vividly real feeling of some of her dreams, the
ones that leave her with a racing heart and dry mouth, the ones that she is
always relieved to wake up from. But those dreams are usually ones in
which she is being chased, or driving a car without brakes, or has lost sight
of Harper. They don’t involve her husband sitting in an unfamiliar chair
next to an unfamiliar bed.
‘Why don’t you just get into bed?’ says Katelyn, and then she takes a
good look around the room, feels the scratchy sheets again and catches a
strange, sharp, chemical scent of something.
This is not their bedroom and she is not in their bed.
‘Where are we?’ she asks and Toby sighs again, slumping forward on
the chair and dropping his head into his hands. ‘Read the piece of paper in
your hand, Kate,’ he says, the words heavy with exhaustion, and only then
does she notice that she is clutching a piece of blue notebook paper, softly
scrunched from her hands. She sits up in the bed she is lying in, listening to
the crackle of something plastic beneath her, and takes a look at the note
while Toby hangs his head.
You are in a hospital.
Harper is fine and with my mum.
You’ve lost your memory.
You haven’t had a stroke.
You’ve had an MRI and ECG and everything is fine.
You have something called Transient Global Amnesia.
Your lost hours of memory have shown up on the MRI as a black
dot.
You aren’t able to form new memories so you keep forgetting things
I’ve told you.
Today is Sunday.
This should be temporary.
Katelyn looks at Toby and then she reads the words again. The words
black dot and amnesia jumping out at her. Toby lifts his head and watches
her read the note. Katelyn feels her lips moving as she reads. She reaches
up to her head, touching the back of her skull, expecting to find something
there, expecting to be able to feel the black dot. She reads the words again.
‘Technically, I suppose, it’s Monday now so I should change that last
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