Jim was in the car when his phone rang. He picked it up and heard a familiar voice on the other end.
"Hey Mel… Yeah I'm at work….Uh I'm not sure if I can do lunch today. Sorry…Love you too. Bye"
Jim stared at the phone before throwing it down on the passenger seat. He hated lying to her.
The truth was he was on his way to Melinda's mom's house. He was determined to get to the bottom of this.
In a few minutes he pulled into his mother-in-laws driveway and got out of his car. He walked up to the door and rang the bell. Within no time at all, Mrs. Gordon opened the door.
"Jim! I was wondering when I was ever going to see you! How you doin'?" she reached over and gave him a hug.
"I'm fine," Jim answered returning the hug, "You?"
"I'm good. Well come on in! Have a seat."
Jim walked in and sat down on the couch.
"Oh I think my tea is ready. I'll be right back" Mrs. Gordon got up and walked to the kitchen, "Want anything?"
"Glass of water would be nice, thanks."
Jim could hear the clanging of glass and the sink going on as Mrs. Gordon got him some water. She waked back to the living room, handed Jim his drink, and sat on the couch across from his, taking a sip from her tea.
"So what brings you to this neck of the woods?"
"Your daughter"
A look crossed her face, "What did she do now?"
"I'm afraid it's what she isn't doing." Jim explained.
"What do you mean?"
"Who's Jamie?" Jim could see the pain overflow her eyes when he asked this question, and he could tell she was trying not to show it.
"How do you know about Jamie?" Mrs. Gordon asked, her voice shaking ever so slightly.
"Yesterday on our way home from a movie a deer ran in the middle of the road. When Melinda swerved the car, it crashed into a tree. Melinda kept saying she was sorry to Jamie. After that she hasn't been herself. She's waking up screaming, barely talking, and won't tell me what's going on. She says I would never understand" Jim told her.
Mrs. Gordon leaned back on the couch and breathed, "Oh my god."
"Mrs. Gordon, please, if you know anything, tell me."
"I don't know anything" she responded all but yelling.
"Do you know who Jamie is?"
She hesitated, searching her mind for an answer before saying, "No"
"Stop lying, who is Jamie?!" Jim was starting to get furious.
"I don't know who Jamie is!"
"Who is he?!" Jim yelled at her.
"My daughter!" Once these words passed her lips, the tears came. And they wouldn't stop.
I know it's a little weird that I've written a story where Melinda has a younger sister. But I really wanted to, so tell me if you like how she has a sister, even if it is changing, like, everything about the story. Review!