Chapter 6
“We need to tell our parents,” Ry says to me.
I’m sitting in the passenger seat of his car while Fallon sits in the back. “We need to sit down and talk about what happens next.”
Liz is back. She’s here. No more searching or wondering or worrying.
But she doesn’t remember us. Our girl is lost in an ocean of darkness and we are helpless to save her.
There’s a tangle of emotions that has been flowing through me since I saw Liz this morning: Fear.
Anger. Guilt. Happiness. Fear that she will disappear again.
Anger at her uncle for taking her away and not telling us where she was.
Guilt for not stopping her from leaving that night.
Happiness because she’s back. But what happens next? With her? With us?
Ryder comments, “At least we now know what happened to her.”
“I know, but amnesia? It’s like losing her all over again,” I lament.
Liz waves as she passes us on the left side in her red Hellcat. Jayson is right behind her in his truck.
“What if she never remembers?” Fallon says from the back seat.
That's a question that I know has played through all of our minds today.
Ryder slows down so that Liz and Jay can merge back into our lane.
“What we need to do is be there for her in whatever way she needs. Elizabeth isn’t lost to us. I refuse to take that defeatist viewpoint. Our Elizabeth is in there. She’s not gone.”
I roll my head on the headrest to look at him. “How can you be so sure?”
"Think about it. She trusted us enough to be alone with four guys she doesn’t remember.
She spent ages going through all the photos we showed her and asked questions about each and every one.
She talked to us about Durham. She even bought a Hellcat,” Ry muses with a chuckle. “I’m still not over that one.”
He’s right. Liz is still in there. We haven’t lost our girl. One question amongst many remains: How can we help her remember so we can get our old Liz back?