Intro:
"Why didn't you call me? I couldve picked you up" gosh, Tim never stopped did he? .. Such a southern farmboy gentleman.. "I found a ride, baby. No worries" If only he knew I was Debra Vince that night.. The travel agent, for Apple inc. With Robert.. The sexy surgeon I met on eharmony.. Today, I was Clara Carter.. The southern blooming lily flower of his day, in other words, I was a redneck girl today. Tomorrow I would be with John, my rock man, as Amy Jones, the stekater chick, gone to the Disturbed concert. Sunday, I would be with my surfer man, Scottie, as Tiffany Edwards.. Laying on the beach.. I had developed my personality disorder into something useful.. I remember being free as if it was Yesturday..
*flashback*
The night was quiet, I had called the nurse for a snack and my canteine of water... The padded room cell was too much to bear.. I had to get out.. She came in.. The water cup filled to the top I know, she was tired of coming to my room. And the top was on it... As she began to turn around, I grabbed the thurmus bottle and beat her in the head with it.. Thinking like Amy... Not taking shit anymore. I ran out of the exit and down the stairs, because everyone uses te elevators.. I went from the third floor to the basement.. Changed into doctor scrubs from the closet, and headed out the back door.. Stealing a woman's purse in the process, hmm.. I guess I will be the Dr.Tracy for the moment.. Just till I get out of the state.. I felt for her car keys, and pressed the alarm. It was two rows down. This was easier than I planned, I laughed evilly to myself. I pulled off quickly, the alarm would sound in te next five minutes when the night janitor found her unconscious body. I went into deep planning, thinking of every possibility, for three months.. I couldnt ruin my chances by just winging it.. Genius is key.
I pulled into the back of a general store, looked in the woman's wallet.. As I suspected.. Three credit cards and loads of cash.. Most from hubby I suspected. Six hundered in cash.. So I went to ingles before the news would show my picture in exactly twenty one minutes... I bought six hair dyes... This should last me before I get wigs. But it will be three days before the woman could make a report about her credit cards.. So I need to do quick shopping.. My next week was going to end in Mexico, changing my name, becoming a citizen, then coming back to the USA to continue my wonderful lives.. And I feel fine
*end of flashback*
It had been six months.. And they finally gave up the search. By then, my four identitys had been developed.. And Dr.Tracy's identity was restored with thousands in debt. I'm sure hubby took care of that for her. Now my life is going just fine.. Four sexy men, what could go wrong?
Authors note:
Okay!! This is the first suspense story I've ever written! Tell me what you think?... Is it confusing? If so, how so? So I can fix it!!! Thanks guys!! If I get enough reads, and comments and maybe a vote or two I will put up a chapter 1 :)
