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we’ve told you when this day came that there’ll still be a lot of work that needs to be done. You’ll need to continue your physical therapy and start vocational training.”
    “I know I was just hoping you had other news for me.” Megan sunk deep under her covers, the cheery attitude gone.
    “I’m sorry Megan; we still haven’t been able to find any of your family. I wish there was something you could remember.”
    “ No.” T ears fell down her face. “No, there’s nothing.”
    “I know you don’t want to hear this but you know I believe things happen for a reason, maybe it’s a life you don’t want to go back to.”
    “I guess that’s a way to look at it but I can’t remember anything. It could’ve been a good life too.”
    “Well sulking around here is not going to help you out any.”
    “I do have a question though, something…something I’ve been wondering.” Betty gave her a look that said she did not want to hear anymore about her lost memory. “It’s about my hair. Is it going to grow back? I mean…all of it… going to grow back?”
    “What do you mean, of course it should.”
    “Well when I run my hands over my head it feels like…well it feels like it i s growing back in patches.”
    “Your head injury was so severe and took numerous surgeries. Let’s just wait and see. It’s still early.” She left the room. Megan settled down but still worried about it.
    Betty returned carrying some clothes. “Here now get changed. Someone will be along in a few minutes to get you and take you to your new room. We have a great rehabilitation service here. We’ll put you up at one of our facilities. Be sure to take advantage of it since we’ll be giving you opportunities to learn skills and get a job so you’ll be able to support yourself.
    This news gave her some hope that maybe someday she would find where she belonged. She dressed quickly and sat to wait when the door opened. Her heart skipped a beat when h e walked in the room . He was dark and handsome. The light reflected off his head and she thought that if he had hair he would not have been as good looking. The thought of his lack of hair made her conscious of her own.
    “You could always shave it and look like me.” He smiled . His voice was smooth and calming .
    Megan blushed and pulled her hand from her head. “I…really don’t think I’d look any where as good as you.” She felt so comfortable with him. She felt safe. It was the first real feelings she had since she woke up a few weeks early. She felt she knew him and could trust him. She only wished her brain would let her know why and where she knew him.
    “Hi I’m Michael Dawson. I’ll be your counselor and physical therapist until you get back on your feet. So if you have any questions please feel free to ask. Are you ready for the tour of the town?”
    “Sure, maybe something will jog my memory or someone will recognize me.” She hurried off the bed she was sitting on.
    “Megan, I don’t want to discourage you but we don’t believe you were from this area.” He saw her positive attitude melt away at his words so he added. “But you know what…you never know. Let’s go. Positive thoughts okay?” He extended his hand to her. He felt bad for misleading her but knew when the time came he would be there and tell her everything.
    She took his hand and put her best smile on. “Okay.” They stopped by the front desk to check out and to get her follow up appointments scheduled.
    “Okay Megan, here are your list of appointments and your initial allowance.” Betty handed her a hundred dollars. “This will get you started until you can work.”
    “No, really you don’t have to.” Megan did not want to accept this handout.
    “Oh sweetie, it’s part of aftercare.” Betty patted her hand. “Now go get out of here.”
    They walked out as Michael led her to his truck. He helped her get in the passenger seat and then he walked around, got in, and started the