The Secrets of Longcrest

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  • Published: 15 Jul 2017
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#2 in Secrets Series (Secrets of Dunharrow House). Standalone book.
When Katy fell though the floor of her home, she died, her sister calling her name.
But when her siblings came back, they discovered something that shocked them to their core. Something that shouldn't have been possible.
So, what happened to Katy Dunharrow?

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4. Clinic and Cleric

At the clinic, Dr. Ross has his nurse prep for surgery, which will be difficult with just the two of them. The gist of it is that my legs need to be re-broken and set correctly. The surgery will be paid by Dr. Ross himself. 

Pastor Lee Daniels sits beside me and talks about God and his grace and such. I don't listen. It's kind of him to try and comfort me, but I'm not in the mood.

Eventually, I go into surgery and come out with extremely painful legs and eventually have casts on both.

After the first round of morphine wears off, the good doctor and pastor come to see me. 

"How are you feeling?" asks Dr. Ross.

"Better, I guess," I say. My swollen mouth has become better, but I can feel the scars on my tongue. The two don't know about that.

"That's good. I don't want to scare you, but we need the police to question you, so we'll be having an officer in here soon," says Dr. Ross.

"How soon?" I croak. A door in the front opens.

"Uh, now," says Dr. Ross apologetically. I cross my arms. 

"You could have given her some warning, Timothy," chastises Pastor Lee. Timothy gives an ashamed shrug, but leaves the room. 

"Hello, Pastor," says the policewoman cheerfully.

"Hello, Holly," says Pastor Lee. "Bea, this is Officer Holly Newton, one of the few officers here in Longcrest and a member of my congregation."

"Hello," I croak.

"Um, Pastor, I think it's best if I question her alone," says Officer Newton. 

"Of course," says Pastor Lee. He gets up, his joints creaking, and bids us both good-day.

"He can be a bit overbearing at times," says Officer Newton apologetically. She takes Pastor Lee's chair. "And really, I'm off duty at the moment, but I'll file a report on you anyway. So-" She pulls out a pad and pen. "What's your name?"

"I don't know." I shake my head.

"But Pastor Lee called you Bea," she says, confused. I nod my head.

"Bea was...." I struggle to remember. She was important to me. I can't remember her, though. "She was a close friend, I think. I can't remember. I can't remember anything." 

"What would you like me to call you then?"

"I guess you can just call me 'Bea.' " I shake my head sadly.

"All right, Bea. Do you know where you're from?" I shake my head. "Who are your parents?" Shake. "What about your birthday?" Shake. "The year?" Shake.

Officer Newton exhales slowly. "It's not your fault, dear, but this isn't much to go on. There are no missing persons reports in this town, so you're not from here, and I don't know of any disappearances in the area."

"We're near the ocean, right?" I ask. Officer Newton nods slowly. 

"Can you remember... anything... before the church?"

I nod, and tell her what I know. "Before the church, I was out on a road. Uh, next to a road, and crawled into town. Before that, the forest, I think." I try to think back before that, but can only remember water. "And, uh, water? Something to do with water."

"I can only guess that you lived near or were visiting the ocean," says Officer Newton. "Nevertheless, the community is very generous. We'll help you as best we can." We smile at each other. "In fact, my niece just left some clothes at my house. I'm sure she won't mind if you wear them. To be honest, she has too many clothes anyway. I'll bring them by." She stands up and leaves. 

The pastor comes back in, just as tears start to flow down my cheeks. While I hate not knowing anything, I'm overwhelmed at the sudden kindness expressed by the few people I've met.

Pastor Lee gives me a few tissues, and waits until I've dried my face with them. "Bea, I've talked with Timothy, and he says you'll be staying here for a few weeks. He needs to recast your leg. While you're here, we'll be doing what we can to find your family." I nod, tears still streaming down my face.

"Thank you," I croak.

"While things might seem bad now, know that God has a plan, and have faith," he says. He pats my shoulder and leaves. 

 

Over the next few weeks, I have an array of visitors, from the pastor and his wife to Officer Newton and other officers to members of Pastor Lee's congregation. They've donated clothes, shoes, and items for me. 

Finally the day comes when I'm allowed to leave the stuffy hospital room. I look at all of the signatures and pictures drawn on my casts. 

I can't wait to get out of here.

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