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Unfinished Business. Chapter 4. #NaNoWriMo

Unfinished Business. Chapter 4. #NaNoWriMo

 

-Welcome to Chapter 4 of this unnamed work in progress. I feel like I’m making progress. Even if it’s all terrible, I really want to make it all better.

 

 

 

Chapter 4

Of course, the police have been camping outside of my hospital room. Audrey said that they’ve been checking on my progress since the second that I was brought to the emergency room. It’s been a few days since I was found on the row boat.

Almost as soon as I opened my eyes, there were police officers lurking in the hallway, waiting until I was coherent enough to answer questions. The police officer that was there when I woke up told me that I’m in a hospital just outside of Boston. I think that her name was Wolfe. Or was I dreaming about wolves? For the last few days, it has been difficult to say what is real and what is a dream. My dreams have been  vivid and too real. I’m pretty sure that there are always wolves.

When the officer came back the next day, I asked her what her real name was. She said that it was Chloe Wolfe but everyone calls her C.J. The initials stand for Chloe Jane. She thinks that the men on the force want to forget that she’s a female and the initials help them cope with the fact that she’s a woman. I laugh but I tell her that she shouldn’t forget who she is or let anyone take her name away.

“It’s a horrible thing to not remember your name or who you are,” I tell her.

“You’re so right.” She holds my hand for a minute. Was she crying? It was hard to tell  because I may have been crying also.

Chloe Jane visits me every day. We start out talking about my case but usually we talk about life in general. You know, things like what we want, places we want to go, people that we miss. We talk about making a bucket list and crossing off as much as we can. It’s one way to start off a new life.

I don’t know what I’ve done. Maybe actually doing things on the bucket list will make it more fun to start life all over. I have to start somewhere, right? So why not start by ice skating at Rockefeller Center or building a birdhouse. The doctor probably won’t let me jump out of an airplane just yet.

 

Is there anyone that I should be missing? Chloe has a list of people that she would like to see again – her grandparents, her first boyfriend but not her last boyfriend, her kindergarten teacher.

The only friends that I have are Chloe and Audrey. Making more friends could make it on to the bucket list I guess.

I wonder if anyone misses me right now.

 

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