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Three Times A Lady: A Short Psychological Thriller

Short story By: randycharles

Emma Burns is a stay-at-home-mom and writer who spends her days playing catch-up. Catching up on the writing that she never seems to get done, rushing to not always be the last mom to pick her kids up from school each day. While Emma may be flying through life by the seat of her pants, she has it under control. She can handle it. But after two seemingly unconnected encounters with strangers, she starts to doubt her ability to handle anything. She doubts herself.

‘I don’t know. I honestly don’t know what happened yesterday!’ Emma told her husband only a half-truth. The whole truth is that she doesn't know exactly what happened the day before, but she has an idea. The whole truth is troubling: Emma has been missing time. Picture coming to, hours—or days—later, and not remembering a single second of your life in that gap. Where did you go? What did you do?

Like those precious minutes on the clock, Emma is losing it. And, once she figures out what happened, she discovers that she has lost much, much more than time.

Submitted:Dec 5, 2013    Reads: 259    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The house looked slightly unkempt, not how she typically left it. Dishes were in the sink, and the remnants of the kid's packed lunches were still out on the counter-top. She must've been in a rush this morning.

That was weird. Emma recalled cleaning the kitchen before she had sat down to type the article.

What time was it? Emma eyed the stove-2:08.

Only a few hours had passed. What had happened in that time? Emma wondered.

She scrambled back up the stairs, found her phone in her handbag. There were several missed calls. From Cole. From the school. Tons of calls from Ricky's number.

Why had the school called? It was still too early to pick up the girls.

As she was switching off the phone, something caught Emma's eye.

The date.

She remembered waking up that morning, Thursday, the 13th of March. Perhaps, she was losing her mind. Maybe her phone was malfunctioning. Because the phone displayed Friday, March 14th.

As if someone had just turned on the lights in the dark, dusty attic of her mind, Emma worked back through the missed phone calls.

Goodness, she hadn't missed a few hours. She had missed an entire day!

A tight feeling rose through her chest, she was holding her breath. She peered around, waited for someone, perhaps Cole, to jump out and yell: "Surprise!" Tell her that it was a prank, that he'd changed the date on her phone to mess with her. Emma realized that no one would come. It was real. She had somehow missed a whole day of her life.

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