I was ultimately going to help Darryl, but not till after Vicki finally left for college. It was a sad day for me. Saying goodbye at the Mitchell Airport just tore me apart. It was all I could do to prevent myself from breaking down in tears. She told me to be brave and assured me our relationship was merely being put on hold till we could be together once more.
This was the last I was going to see Vicki for several months. It was sad to watch her leave. Even sadder considering she was entering a new chapter of her life and I seemed to be stuck in a rut.
I had two decisions to make. I could be mopey for the next several months or I could make the best of my situation. I decided to swallow my pride and spend time with Darryl. I know it meant having to spend time with Jenni once again, but it seemed better than being a social hermit. I almost assumed Jenni would treat me... the way she always had, but with her amnesia she was actually fairly pleasant.
By 1990 I saw Vicki only a few times. Our calls became less and less frequent. Several times I would call and Laura would answer to tell me Vicki was not around. It almost came to the point I felt I was intruding in her life. Then, just as all hope seemed lost, I'd receive a call from her which reassured me. One single call could spur me on and I'd continue to hang on.
As my time with Vicki became less and less frequent, my time spent with Darryl and Jenni continued to increase. As summer rolled along I learned Jenni's parents were taking her to more and more specialists. They were determined to 'unlock' her mind - to find out what happened to her during the time of her abduction. The only thing Jenni could remember were things just before the abduction.
Part 10 of 30