Page 7, Line 5

74611A2E-DD46-4568-B37F-01CAB3EEFF43Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith, has this challenge where she tells you to grab your closest book, turn to a specified page, scroll down to a specified line, and use that line as inspiration for a post. In this case, it’s page 7, line 5.

Since I no longer own any physical books, I decided to use one of the books that I downloaded to the Kindle app on my iPhone. The book I chose was “Tales From the Haunted Wordmith” by Teresa Grabs. You may be familiar with that author. Anyway, here is the fifth line on the 7th page of the Kindle for iPhone edition.

“where her car was parked. In fact, she wasn’t”

Sally couldn’t remember where her car was parked. In fact, she wasn’t able to remember much of anything these days. Not since her doctor adjusted her dosage for the medications she was taking to manage her bipolar disorder.

Her husband told her to get her act together or he’d take the kids and leave her. He called her an unfit mother and said that she was a danger to herself and the children. So she started seeing a shrink about four months ago. He was always tinkering with her meds and she felt kind of like a guinea pig.

But this latest adjustment made her feel numb. Yes, it lowered the frequency and intensity of her manic episodes. And she didn’t get as deeply depressed as she used to. But her mind felt muddled and she didn’t like that. If someone asked her how her day went or even what she had for lunch the day before, she would stare back at them, a blank expression on her face, unable to remember.

And now, standing in the parking lot, she felt like she was missing something, but she couldn’t remember what. Oh wait. Her car. Where was her car?

Sally couldn’t remember where her car was parked. In fact, she wasn’t able to remember much of anything these days.