A Writer's 21st Century Memoir.

Shock Wave: Part 15- The Hide Out


Catch up before you continue on with the story.

Sarah waited patiently underneath Dr. Aislinn’s desk as he continued to work diligently well into the night. She made sure that she wouldn’t accidently bump his legs by cramming herself into the far left corner and kept her breaths slow and quiet. She would have to wait until after Dr. Aislinn left so that she can run home and make it back to her house before her husband woke up. If either person suspected she was not in fact sleeping next to her husband they would lock her away forever.

She decided since she was there that she could take a quick peak at her file. She attempted to quietly look through all of the papers to see if there were any clues to her past. She opened up the file. She turned each page slowly.


The next page—

Blank—and the page after appeared blank as well.

She wanted to cry. After all of that secret spy work, she wasn’t able to find a thing. She wasn’t sure of what to make of it.

“Where was her information?” I asked interrupting Cindy’s story.

“Just relax, you were doing so well and letting me tell the story,” she said with a smile.

“I just want to know what is going on with this woman. She has no clue of who she is and I don’t know either. I can see how frustrated and confusing that can be.”

“You have to just continue driving and listen to the story. I swear it’s almost done.”

“I hope so.”

We had made it all the way to the Bay area passing barren land, oil drills and windmills along the way. We watched as rows of grape vines passed us and fueled up somewhere near Coalinga. I was tired, and snacking on gas station food wasn’t getting me excited about hearing the rest of the story.

“Hey, it’s getting dark,” I said. “Why don’t we pull over somewhere and rest for the night. We can get up early and make it there to Oregon before nightfall tomorrow.”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

We stopped in the town of Tracy and searched the streets for a really crappy motel, and I shared the room for the night with the hitchhiker that I had picked up earlier that morning.

Read the story, “Shock Wave,” every Wednesday.

6 responses

  1. I’m intrigued by this segment, Jasmine. Have not read any other parts yet, but sure will. Hugs and thanks. xoA


    April 24, 2013 at 9:42 PM

    • Thank you for reading, and I’m glad you enjoyed this post so far. 🙂


      April 25, 2013 at 3:59 PM

  2. Davyd Morris

    Interesting and intriguing. Episodic posts are new to me, but I’m enthralled.


    April 25, 2013 at 12:49 AM

    • Thanks. I find episodic posts are a great way to get me to write at least once a week.


      April 25, 2013 at 4:00 PM

  3. Jasmine,
    I look forward to catching up and reading further. Very interesting, you have my attention!


    April 26, 2013 at 9:09 AM

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