“Uh, no. Keep going, I guess.”

“Josh is your boyfriend and I’m your best friend.” That explains why he kissed me…

Mollie continued, “You’re 24. You just graduated from Cornell University in Ithaca, New York. You got your veterinary degree and you were working on opening up your own practice. You’re living with Josh in Rising Sun, Maryland.”

“Okay.” This girl was weird. I still wasn’t sure if I liked her or not. “Where am I now?”

“Union Hospital. It’s not too far from your house.”

The door flew open and a woman ran in, followed by a man and a girl. They looked like a family. “Clara!” She wrapped me in a hug. “How are you?”

“Good, I guess. How about you?”

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” She looked horribly disappointed.

“I’m sorry, no.”

“Well,” she said, dragging the word out. “I’m your mother. And that’s your father and here’s your sister, Madeline.”

“Hi.” I felt like crying. These people were so upset because I didn’t know who they were but I couldn’t help it. “I-I’m sorry. I wish I could remember.”

“Aw, honey, it’s okay. Don’t be upset.” She looked like she was trying really hard to keep from crying. The man, who was apparently my father, didn’t bother to try. The girl, Madeline, was crying silently.

The doctor came back. “We’re ready to run some tests. It didn’t take much analyzing to determine that you have pretty bad amnesia from the blow to your head that knocked you unconscious in the first place. The “tests” will mostly be questions, just to see if we can trigger any memories.”

I nodded, pulling my hand away from Josh’s. He looked so crushed that I felt a little bad about it.

Dr. Hall held up a blue shirt. “Have you ever seen this before?”


She handed it to me. “Smell it.”

“Smell it?”

“Aromas can often trigger memories.”

I breathed in the scent of it. “It smells like detergent.”

“That’s your favorite shirt,” Josh mumbled.

“Please, Mr. McKinley.” The doctor motioned for him to be quiet.

I handed the shirt to him. He buried his face in it and inhaled. I tried not to look at him strangely.

She handed me a well-worn blanket with cats on it. I took it and inhaled. “It’s a blanket?…It’s cute.”

“Good! Good! Cute is good.”

“Is it mine?”


I laid it across my lap. Josh smiled sadly at me.

“Okay, one more thing. Look at the ring on your finger.”

I looked at my hand. I hadn’t noticed it before. It was a simple gold band with two diamonds embedded in it. It was pretty.

“What do you think that is?” she asked.

“Um… A promise ring?”

Mollie clapped her hands together excitedly.

The doctor smiled a little. “Yes. Okay, now we’re going to look at pictures.” She handed me a photo album. “Flip through it and see if anyone pops out at you.”

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