Ilona had lost her memory. It wasn’t as if she’d had a horrible accident, or been bludgeoned brutally. She’d gone to sleep one day, a normal, happy girl and woken the next morning with no past. It hadn’t taken days, years, just an overnight's rest. Her parents are confounded. Her brother became her warden. Her sister avoided her, afraid that the amnesia was contagious.
And the handsome boy at her high school watched her almost too carefully with wide, knowing eyes.