All Chapters of Lady of the dirt track: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Taking into consideration what Sav said I do as she advised. Since landing in Chicago, it has been all about Greg, now it’s time I make time for myself. I don’t know when or if I will visit this city again, I want to see all the city landmarks, movie locations, and museums. Making a plan on where I head off to first, I enjoy the scenery around me. This is the first time since coming into the park I see its natural beauty and how the fall colors look incredible. Deciding to use this time to call Garrett to arrange plans for this weekend when I get a chance to see him again. I see that Cloud Gate is a short cab drive away and I decide that will be my first destination. I hail down a cab outside the park and give the driver my destination and then the driver pulls out into the street in the direction of where I plan to go. I dial Garrett's number whilst I’m in the cab just wanting someone to talk to. As the phone rings, my mind races through the whirlwind of emotions that have unfolded

GregAs I lay in this stupid hospital bed contemplating everything the doctor comes in to see me and discuss my discharge from the hospital hopefully in the next few days. I’m hoping I get to go home. It’s all depending on scan results and rehabilitation with my breaks. Just before the doctor starts the discussion, I have been anticipating both my parents and Jen’s parents come into the room. When did they get here? I didn’t know they were in town. “Ahh, perfect timing. I was just about to discuss Greg’s discharge,” The doctor says after the introductions to Stuart and Nancy Lockwood. “His discharge? So soon? He’s only been out of his coma for a couple of days,” Trust my mom to see the negative from this. You would have thought hearing the word discharge from hospital would be happy and joyful. But not my mom. She wants maybe an extra few days just to make sure there is no complications, or there’s something they haven’t missed. “Tracy, please let’s listen to the doctor. Greg may no

I can hardly believe I gave in to this demand. How am I going to explain this to Garrett? Fuck! I can’t take Greg this weekend, and I won't be able to bring him to the motocross race. Just thinking about what that might do to him with the memory loss is concerning. I really need to talk to Nick and Tracy to find another time to help discharge Greg from the hospital. I definitely don't want to miss Garrett’s race this weekend, and I'm looking forward to spending some time with my new man!I find myself walking for a while, not thinking about where I am going until I see a familiar sculpture not so far in the distance. I have walked all the way back to Millenium Park. Surely, this can’t be a coincidence. I have came back to look at the hummingbird painting. I swear this one painting is calling out to me. I always keep returning to see it, wanting to feel as free as the beautiful bird is in the painting.As I walk toward the building, my phone pings from deep within my purse. I dig into m

Later that night, I am in my hotel room getting ready for this dinner with the guy I’m dating and my parents. I can’t truly say if Garrett is my boyfriend, as we haven’t had a conversation to make things official. Well, we’ve not exactly had the time to have this conversation. Our calls and texts lately have been more intimate and sexual than a serious conversation.I’m finishing the final touches to my hair and makeup when I hear a knock on the door. I check the time on my phone to see it’s 18:32. That can’t be Garrett yet, could it? I go and answer the door with my hair up in rollers and my makeup almost finished, whilst wearing a bathrobe. Walking to the door, I see through the peephole to see that Sav is standing on the other side of the door. Thank god for that. She’s just the person I need right now. I let her in, shut the door behind her, and head back into the bathroom to finish applying my makeup. Sav follows behind me and helps unravel my hair free from the rollers and style

The next morning, I awoke to the sunlight filtering through the curtains, which I had stupidly left partially open the previous evening before dinner. I check the time on my phone and see it's half past eleven. Holy shit, I slept for ten hours! I’ve never slept this long before. Garrett must have worn me out well if I’ve woken up this late. Stretching my arms above my head, I can feel how hard Garrett worked me last night; everything feels a little sore.My arm lands on the other side of the bed. I expect to feel a body, but I feel nothing but the mattress. It feels cool, too, so he must have been gone a while. I sit up and look over to where Garrett should be sleeping to see a note left on the pillow. At least he had some paper to write with, thanks to the hotel stationery. I pick up the note a read what it says.Babe,Even in your sleep, you look sexy as the female lifeguards on Baywatch running in slow motion. I’m sorry I can’t be there to wake you up the way I envisioned. My head