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Chapter Eight
"Oh crap," The words barely escaped Jade's lips before she threw herself over the side of the bed and puked up warm, clear liquid onto the hardwood floor. It was all the water Marissa had insisted she drink before she went to bed last night. A sharp jolt shot through her neck from where she'd been sleeping on it wrong, and her head throbbed with pain.
"It's about time you woke up," Jade heard from the doorway. She looked up to see Marissa standing there in an oversized t-shirt and knee socks; her braids pulled back into a messy beehive. She didn't even seem hungover. Jade only wished she wasn't either. She felt miserable as she heard the scratching from Marissa's socks, shuffling down the hallway floorboards and then reappearing only moments later. She placed a large plastic bowl onto the bedroom floor and scooted it towards Jade with her foot. "Thanks," Jade muttered before hugging the bowl and heaving again. "What time is it?" she groaned and shifted onto
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"Aren't these my pants?" Jade shouted as she walked through the living room, scanning the house for Marissa."They sure are. That's your shirt too," her voice replied from the kitchen. Jade hadn't even recognized the shirt. She wiggled her toes through the fuzzy socks Marissa had given her as she waltzed into the room."How old are these? I can't believe they still fit," Jade gleamed proudly."You left them here when I first moved in, so I don't know. Like a year, maybe?" Marissa shrugged."Oh," She replied, disappointed.Marissa slid a stack of pancakes covered in syrup and slices of banana in front of Jade before asking what her plans were for the day."I have like,thelongest list of things I need to do. I have to change the password to every account I have, find a place to live, find a new job—""A new job?" She interrupted."Well yeah, it would only make sense to find a different job. I only s
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She could feel the anxiety swelling up inside of her. Her palms turned cold and sweaty as she held the phone and scrolled through her list of contacts. She quickly called the number listed for Grovington, the nursing facility her mother stayed in.Why hadn't she thought about that? She could never ignore her phone because of that very reason. How could she be so stupid?She was on the brink of crying as the number went straight to a voicemail, the recording stating that it was after hours. She tried again, hoping it was just a fluke. Again, there was no answer. Jade took a few deep breaths in, trying to control her breathing, trying to rationalize the situation. She listened to her voicemails, quickly skipping through them until she found one from the receptionist. Only it was too vague; it just asked her to call them back. If it were an emergency, they would have said something about it, right? She knew she was overreacting, but still— her mother.
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She leaned against the reception window, causing the worker to look up at her. "Hi, I'm Jade Meadows. I'm here to sign the medication authorization form for my mother, Margaret Meadows." Her lungs burned as she was forced to take in a breath, overpowered by the stench of peach cobbler, urine, and old people. She looked back and forth between the two nurses, wondering how either one of them could stand it. They seemed unbothered, acclimated to the foul odor. The woman typed something into her computer and then searched through a tower of brown clipboards, handing her one. Jade scanned over the form to sign, noting that it looked identical to each previous one she'd agreed to."And are you going to visit your mother today?" The receptionist politely asked as Jade handed the clipboard back to her. She'd seen her dozens of times before but still couldn't remember the woman's name. She glanced down at her nametag,Rita.She hated Rita at that moment.
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Jade veered the car towards the keypad, coming to an abrupt stop in front of the iron gate. She punched in the four-digit code and waited to hear the familiar beep. The black steel rattled in front of her, the gate slowly opening, as she rolled her window back up. It was chilly out today; her pink hands trembled as she held them closer to the air vents and waited, wishing the heater in Marissa's car had worked better. She had cranked it at the highest volume, and still, it could barely keep up. There wasn't much choice in the matter if she wanted to be inconspicuous. If Jonathon were here, he wouldn't recognize this vehicle. Maybe it had been a good thing that she'd always tried to keep Jonathon and Marissa separated. Jade's eyes glanced up to the rearview mirror, discerning the b
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Jade greeted her, held the door open as she strolled inside, her mouth already parted open in awe. "This is... Wow! When you said apartment, I wasn't expecting this."Jade gave a bleak smile. She remembered being in awe the first time she'd seen it as well. It was beautiful, not like anything she'd ever lived in before— it had vaulted ceilings, hardwood flooring, chandeliers, chrome appliances, granite countertops with the complementary backsplash. The best part was the view from their bedroom. It overlooked the vibrant grassy knolls of the golf course behind them."Would you like a tour?" Jade asked, only realizing afterward that she'd used an insincere, almost artificial voice. The same one she used when she was speaking to Jonathon's colleagues or clients. It c
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