I’d thought I used my fake ID name—Sage Kelly—but I guessed I was wrong.
I had never changed my name over to Sage Kelly, though I’d desperately wanted to.
It was just too tough to do when you were in nursing school under a different name.
Then, life had been difficult enough that I hadn’t wanted to add in changing my name to Kelly.
But now that I was free…
“Yes.” I nodded.
“I have your ID photo and your information here.” She eyed me. “Not that I’m judging you or anything, because I’m totally not, but would you want the big boss to back you into your spot? It’s kind of a tight spot, and…”
“Oh god. Please yes,” I said, distracted from asking her how she’d gotten a copy of my ID. “That would be fantastic. Between me and you, I’ve never backed a trailer up in my life.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I’ll call Koen for you.”
Forty-five minutes later, my RV was backed into the spot, and all of the slides were popped out thanks to the “big boss.”
I sat on the steps to the RV and surveyed my new home.
I decided, as Neo ran in the meadow just beyond the RV spot, that I was really going to like it here.
Five
The dildo of consequences rarely arrives lubed.
—Food for thought
Sage
Three months later
It started out with quick glimpses while I was in town.
Just a small slip of a look here.
A distorted face in a police cruiser there.
A man turning the corner in the grocery store there.
My brain was no longer on survival mode, but it was damaged, nonetheless.
I mean, why else would I be seeing my dead husband everywhere I went?
But I ignored it, thinking my mind was just playing tricks on me.
I went to work, hired a dog walker to come play with Neo once a day while I was at work, and I settled into my new normal.
The more time that passed, the more I realized that I really liked it in Bear Pass, Montana.
Sure, everyone told me not to say ‘I want to move here’ until I experienced my first Montana winter, but I was really loving the area.
The views were great. The weather was everything that Little Rock wasn’t. The people were nice. The hospital wasn’t overwhelming.
Overall, I really enjoyed it here.
If only I could stop seeing my dead husband.
