Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 18

CH 18

Marilyn

She was discharged from the hospital a week later, and the social worker had organised home help for her for the next month, and organised patient transport to her home, or the address that was on her driver’s license. The police had dropped off her one suitcase, and handbag with her belongings in it.

Even to her, it looked as though she had been travelling from somewhere, returning home, she guessed. There was a laptop in that suitcase, some clothes and a couple of books all with her name on them, all written by Marilyn Riddley. There was no picture of herself on them, but she’d flipped through them and smiled as she’d gotten the sense that she was the actual author of those books.

When she’d turned that laptop on, there had been a password to unlock it, and she’d been able to recall the password. It was the main character from her first book. She smiled to herself, even knew where to put the capital letters. She’d gone through it and was not wrong. There were on that laptop all of her books plus the one she was clearly working on. Something finally felt familiar to her. She was Marilyn Riddley Author.

She’d googled the woman and found not a great deal. Her books sold quite well, yet there was no picture of her. She was a bit of a recluse, it seemed, and didn’t want those around her to know who she was. It was all there in her bio. The only thing known about her was that she lived in Virginia. It stated her bio had been

updated only six weeks ago.

At least that was something. She was who she thought she was.

Arriving at her home in Bedford, there was a woman standing waiting for them at the house. It was a quaint two–bedroom cottage, all white, with a covered veranda at the front, a few potted plants, and she could see. there was a barn–style building off to the side. It was a lovely property with a tree–lined driveway, acreage she knew, all the details of the sale of the house were on her laptop as well. This house sat on six acres and the gates at the front of the property were simple and white, had stood open.

There were many deliveries lined up along the veranda as well. She’d not been ho to take delivery, and so they’d been left in a safe place. Her home couldn’t be seen from the road down the long driveway. So anywhere was good, she thought.

The patient transport assisted her out of the vehicle and into the house, and the woman standing there had smiled at her and introduced herself as Barb, would be there to help her every day for the next four weeks

until her casts came off.

There wasn’t much by way of furnishings. “It looks like you’re just moving in, Miss Riddley.”

She could only agree. “I got in an accident on my way here,” she nodded. “This is now moving day I guess.”

“Hmm, you’re not going to make it up those stairs to your bedroom,” Barb had stated as she looked up at the

stairs.

“It is unlikely,” Marilyn nodded. “Guess I’ll be sleeping on the floor until I can get a bed delivered.”

“There are a fair few deliveries outside, let me go check them and see what’s there.”

Barb was not only a helpful woman, but she was a doer as well. Had gone off and checked the mailbox for her and brought back a bunch of mail. There were two bank cards in there, from her bank. That was good.

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She could actually pay for things, and she’d been able to access her bank from her laptop.

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There was a scar that ran down her left arm, one near her temple in her hairline, and she had several down and around her rib cage as well. But there was nothing she could do about it, she just had to deal with them, like she had to, not having a memory.

Sometimes they both just laughed and other times Marlyn just stared at her more than confused, as to why she would state those things. Then she realised what she was doing, and shook her head; nothing seemed to

work.

She got her 12–week sonagram after her casts came off and stared at the lady when she announced it was twins. Not just one baby, but two. Her house wasn’t big enough for that. Guess they’d be sharing a room. It wouldn’t really matter. Though now she was going to need a bigger car than the one she’d been looking at,

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which had been just a three–door hatch. Now she was looking at a four–door sedan.

+8 Points

She didn’t currently have a car, and was actively looking, but the criteria had now changed from small to large with all the things she was going to have to put in the boot. A double pram for one. Two car seats. Two of everything she realised. Well, at least she worked from home and didn’t have to worry about maternity

leave.

Though she had to increase her health cover, it did not account for gynaecology. She was obviously not planning on having a baby prior to her amnesia. The twins, it seemed, were likely to be an accident and not planned, otherwise she’d have had that option on her health cover. She had no idea who the father was, if she’d told him? Or if he did or didn’t care! She couldn’t even reach out to that person, or to anyone she’d known prior to her accident.

The only emails she was getting were from her publishing house agent, Lisa Stevens, and she’d been shocked and then horrified to hear she’d been in a car accident. There had been no one to notify her if something happened, and she didn’t actually have a phone number or address for her here in Vaginia. Lisa had been given those details now, and Lisa had told her to put her name down as her next–of–kin contact, so at least she would know if something happened to her in the future, seeing as she couldn’t recall having any family out there, and Lisa herself couldn’t state if she did or didn’t either. They’d never actually met in person, just talked over the phone or corresponded by email.

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