More Than Memories: A Second Chance Standalone

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Yeah, he’ll make a good father, and hell, how could he not? Our dad is there for us during the easiest of times and the hardest.

Ten years have passed, and Whitney re-enters his life in the most unexpected of ways. She looks like the love of his life, she talks like her, but she has none of her memories. She doesn't remember him and she doesn't remember their friends. She's married. Has a family. She's a stranger. But the invisible pull that's always existed between them is still there. Wait a minute,” I pause, looking down at her. “Whitney. Your mother knows that you know I’m your father?” If you’re my real dad, shouldn’t I call you that and not your name?” Her words stop every thought in my head, and I stare. I stare at her, knowing I heard exactly what I did but not believing them. She knows I’m her father. She finally knows after almost a month of wanting to tell her. She knows. But how does she know? “I don’t have to,” she says way too fast.More Than a Memory" is a mid-tempo ballad, featuring accompaniment primarily from piano, pedal steel guitar, and a string section. In it, the male narrator describes his attempts to forget about a lover who has left him, by destroying anything that reminds him of her and drinking heavily. Despite his attempts to forget her, he still finds himself attempting to call her on the telephone, and tries to stay awake so as not to dream of her. He states that since he still thinks of her, she is "more than a memory," even though he has been told by others that he will forget about her. I agree, Shane. But I need to know everything, even the smallest of details, so that I can proceed the right way.” He’s silent for a moment. “Shane, he shouldn’t have been awarded joint custody. No judge I’ve ever come across would have ruled the way he did.”

I read this book in under 24 hours whilst running a house with 5 children, the the youngest being 10 months! I really enjoyed this story and loved they way it captured my imagination. I found myself imagining that I was in both Whitney's (Love's) position and Shane's and found I wanted to keep reading to find out the answers both Whitney & Shane were looking for. Whitney Lane is now a mother of two girls and married to the control freak and unpleasant Blake Lane, she can't remember anything from her life before the last ten years. Not that I read,” I admit through clenched teeth. “Jacob, come on. This isn’t right. No one, man or woman, should have to deal with what he’s trying to do to her.”Ev, it’s okay.” I let her know, reaching over and squeezing her shoulder. “Calm down. You don’t have to be scared. You’re not in trouble. And yeah, I am your dad and you can call me that. You can call me whatever you’re comfortable calling me. But Ev, how did you find out?” High school graduation is supposed to be the ending of one chapter and the beginning of another. The excitement of college comes and the mystery to what the future holds. Mine ended in tragedy, and although my life didn’t end and the world didn’t stop turning around me, my heart still broke. How the hell did she find out? And why isn’t she freaking out? If I’d just found out my dad wasn’t my dad and someone else was, I’d lose it. Nine, Ten, Twenty, doesn’t matter. I’d lose my shit. Tropes or Themes: Second Chance Romance, Childhood Friends, Best Friends, Found Family, Memory Loss, Pregnancy, Death, Lies, Deception, Suspenseful, Past & Present Memories are never forgotten. Or so it’s said, but she did. She forgot herself, me—us. She forgot everything. One day I woke up and there was only pain. This pain so fierce that I can’t overcome it alone. My heart was ripped out of my chest. I’m surviving, but barely. Not even the physical outlet I seek to purge the torment of remembering the one I can’t let go helps anymore.