Page 68 of Doctor of the Bay


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CHAPTER THIRTY

Jay

I down the last of my whiskey. I glare at the woman who’s razed my new life to the ground. Sleeping peacefully, she is blissfully unaware of the carnage she has wrecked. I guess that’s what Xanax and Vodka do.

I’m angry, but more than that, I’m fucking broken. Catching Cheryl in bed with another man had hurt but losing Simmi because of Cheryl’s malicious selfishness has slayed me.

The first thing I did when we got to Brisbane international was to book her on the first flight out. That’s when the fractures in Cheryl’s mind really showed. It took a lot of explaining and many signed documents before the police would let either of us go and not lock her up in a mental facility.

After a call to her parents, I learn the truth. For years, and this only proves how well I know my wife, soon to be ex-wife, Cheryl had been treated for bipolar. How I missed it, or subconsciously chose not to see it, just proves that I am as at fault of my current situation, if not more so.

Now I have to fly my wife back to South Africa leaving my practice in the hands of Meryl, who so generously has sent my passport and a packed bag to me. There’s no other way to get Cheryl out of my life and into the right care without taking her home myself.

As for things back in the Bay, I’ll salvage what can be salvaged when I return. I can only pray this time apart will calm things down so when I face Simmi again, she’ll allow me to explain.

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