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I had boyfriends. I couldn’t have been a hermit, could I?” Carrie asked, starting to get agitated.
“Why yes, of course, but you never let them meet the girls—never. You said that no one was good enough for them, but you weren’t the same as you were before you lost Jake, not until you met Isaac. It was like you woke up after many years,” Linda, Carrie’s sister, said.
“You didn’t let me meet them until after I asked you to marry me,” Isaac finished her thought. Carrie was getting frustrated. She just couldn’t remember. It was more frightening than anything. She had to get out of the room that was suddenly getting smaller. She got up suddenly.
“I have to get out of here. I just don’t remember,” she said and ran out of the room. She couldn’t remember where her room was, so she just kept running until she saw an exit. Air , she thought, I need air , and she ran out the door. She stood there for a moment and looked around. She didn’t recognize anything. She saw a bench that was sitting next to a water fountain, and she walked slowly over to the bench.
She sat down, suddenly becoming aware that she had tears streaming down her face. “Why can’t I remember anything?” she asked out loud, thinking no one was around her.
“I don’t know,” Isaac said, startling her. He put his hand on her shoulder and sat next to her on the bench. “Does anything seem familiar at all?” She straightened up and wiped her face off so he wouldn’t see her tears.
“No, nothing. I want to remember, Isaac. I do. I don’t like feeling this way. I don’t,” she said, pulling her hands up to her face and sobbing into them.
“Come here,” Isaac said, pulling her into his arms. He wanted her to remember just as much as she wanted herself to remember. He didn’t have the answer, and he was desperate. Waiting until she stopped sobbing, he pulled her close so he could put his hands on her face. “Tell you what, when we get home tomorrow, we can look at some pictures and see if anything is familiar to you.”
“And what if that doesn’t work?” she asked, wiping tears off her face.
“Well, Thursday I have rehearsal, but after that, I will take you to the place where we met,” Isaac said, tugging on her hands to get her to stand. “We have to get up really early tomorrow to get to the airport.”
“Rehearsal?” Carrie asked, following Isaac back to the hotel.
“Yes, I’m an actor,” he said, crossing the parking lot with his arm around Carrie.
“An actor,” she said, looking down at the ground, “and a writer. There has to be something to that, isn’t there?” She looked up at his face.
“Yes, but I’ll explain later. I promised the girls I would take them to the pool,” Isaac said.
“I’m tired, Isaac,” Carrie said, pressing her head on his arm.
“I know, and you need to take you meds,” he said, holding the door open.
“Yeah, and my side is starting to hurt again,” Carrie said as she stepped into the building.
After coming back from the pool, the girls and Isaac walked into the room. Carrie was lying on the edge of the bed, just waiting to fall off. Isaac told the girls to get ready for bed. He waited until they were in the bathroom before going to Carrie’s side. He stood over her, savoring her sight. Except for the cuts on her face, she looked as if nothing had happened. He bent down to put her more on the bed. She didn’t move. He just adjusted her very softly. He sat down next to her on the bed and bent to kiss her forehead. He left a trail of kisses from her forehead to her ear, and rested there to whisper “ Aishite imasu ” into her ear.
His heart was broken, not because she didn’t know the love that they had, but because someone had taken her from him. She might have been there physically but not mentally.
After Isaac got ready for bed himself, he turned off the light. “We have to get up at two in the morning. Is everything ready?” Isaac asked
“Why yes, of course, but you never let them meet the girls—never. You said that no one was good enough for them, but you weren’t the same as you were before you lost Jake, not until you met Isaac. It was like you woke up after many years,” Linda, Carrie’s sister, said.
“You didn’t let me meet them until after I asked you to marry me,” Isaac finished her thought. Carrie was getting frustrated. She just couldn’t remember. It was more frightening than anything. She had to get out of the room that was suddenly getting smaller. She got up suddenly.
“I have to get out of here. I just don’t remember,” she said and ran out of the room. She couldn’t remember where her room was, so she just kept running until she saw an exit. Air , she thought, I need air , and she ran out the door. She stood there for a moment and looked around. She didn’t recognize anything. She saw a bench that was sitting next to a water fountain, and she walked slowly over to the bench.
She sat down, suddenly becoming aware that she had tears streaming down her face. “Why can’t I remember anything?” she asked out loud, thinking no one was around her.
“I don’t know,” Isaac said, startling her. He put his hand on her shoulder and sat next to her on the bench. “Does anything seem familiar at all?” She straightened up and wiped her face off so he wouldn’t see her tears.
“No, nothing. I want to remember, Isaac. I do. I don’t like feeling this way. I don’t,” she said, pulling her hands up to her face and sobbing into them.
“Come here,” Isaac said, pulling her into his arms. He wanted her to remember just as much as she wanted herself to remember. He didn’t have the answer, and he was desperate. Waiting until she stopped sobbing, he pulled her close so he could put his hands on her face. “Tell you what, when we get home tomorrow, we can look at some pictures and see if anything is familiar to you.”
“And what if that doesn’t work?” she asked, wiping tears off her face.
“Well, Thursday I have rehearsal, but after that, I will take you to the place where we met,” Isaac said, tugging on her hands to get her to stand. “We have to get up really early tomorrow to get to the airport.”
“Rehearsal?” Carrie asked, following Isaac back to the hotel.
“Yes, I’m an actor,” he said, crossing the parking lot with his arm around Carrie.
“An actor,” she said, looking down at the ground, “and a writer. There has to be something to that, isn’t there?” She looked up at his face.
“Yes, but I’ll explain later. I promised the girls I would take them to the pool,” Isaac said.
“I’m tired, Isaac,” Carrie said, pressing her head on his arm.
“I know, and you need to take you meds,” he said, holding the door open.
“Yeah, and my side is starting to hurt again,” Carrie said as she stepped into the building.
After coming back from the pool, the girls and Isaac walked into the room. Carrie was lying on the edge of the bed, just waiting to fall off. Isaac told the girls to get ready for bed. He waited until they were in the bathroom before going to Carrie’s side. He stood over her, savoring her sight. Except for the cuts on her face, she looked as if nothing had happened. He bent down to put her more on the bed. She didn’t move. He just adjusted her very softly. He sat down next to her on the bed and bent to kiss her forehead. He left a trail of kisses from her forehead to her ear, and rested there to whisper “ Aishite imasu ” into her ear.
His heart was broken, not because she didn’t know the love that they had, but because someone had taken her from him. She might have been there physically but not mentally.
After Isaac got ready for bed himself, he turned off the light. “We have to get up at two in the morning. Is everything ready?” Isaac asked
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