Every Day has a Memory

Chapter 2

It was scary as hell sometimes. I had even called the nurses to witness what she did, but they just said that it was normal-that it was just the drugs.

That wasn't fucking normal-but I wasn't going to tell her that.

I cleared my throat. "Well, I'll remember for next time, okay?"

"Next time" probably wasn't going to happen in a big hurry, either, because Carol was no doubt going to be on my case-not that it ever stopped me before. "You think you'll be up for a trip out later?" I asked.

A soft laugh. "Sure. Where is our romantic destination this time, Romeo?" she teased.

I grinned. It had become somewhat of a weekly tradition for us to find a destination in the hospital for us just to sit and talk like old times-last week it had been the cafeteria, the other week it had been the waiting room in ward four with all the elderly patients.

It was like a time for us to escape, to wind down and attain simplicity.

Like we used to.

"I don't know," I said finally, leaning back against the sink and raked my damp hair back, letting the water rain over my shoulders and chest. "We're spontaneous-maybe we could go chill in the Out-patients wing," I joked, partially serious.

Tamsyn giggled into the receiver. "I love it. Just me and you," she sighed softly.

I hated when she did that. I needed to cheer her up before her mood changed too drastically. "Do you remember our first date?" I asked her. "You had gotten so pissed off at me, then I had to chase after you?"

She laughed-crisis averted. "And it started to rain? Yeah, I remember. You took me back to your house and instead of taking me home because you were dead-certain you were going to change my thoughts on you; and we just listened to a bunch of songs on your iPod and played Go Fish."

It made my heart soar to know that even though she had forgotten some of her memories, she still seemed to remember every single one she had with me. I smiled. "Yeah. And I wasted your ass-"

"Because you rigged the deck," she said in false-demand.

"No," I disagreed. "You just suck." I wasn't even sure "rigging the deck" was remotely possible.

Another laugh filled the phone, then silence dwarfed on the other line. Before Tamsyn said, "I love you, Micah Kennedy."

My heart still tripped whenever she said it.

"But I have to go-I really need a shower because I feel disgusting. So I'll see you later, all right?"

I nodded-stupid, because she couldn't see it-then smiled. "Yeah, baby, I'll see you later. I love you."

"I love you, too." She said. "See you later."

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Tamsyn still didn't seem too fond of me, even though I had given my all to try and turn her negative thoughts about me into positive ones. She was a tough nut to crack. Unlike her brother who almost always announced his "secrets" to the world-the guy had absolutely no shame whatsoever. And he was a pain in the ass-but I was starting to believe that it was genetic, just like the easy-confidence.

Honestly, I had tried talking to her earlier this week, but all she had done was shut me down. To be completely honest, it had gotten so frigging annoying that I just decided "fuck it, go to plan Z." I mean, for God's sake, how long would it take for this girl to let go of whatever grudge she was holding against me for one stupid thing I didn't even do? Tennan O'Brien did it-he was the asshole who made jokes about me "falling for the fat girl" -and I had tried to explain that to her.