brown-haired Arizona kissing me.”
“Brown haired? That’s strange.”
“Actually it’s not.
A
recently dyed her hair back to its normal color. The incident Gertrude described is one that happened just the day before I brought her back here.”
“Ah! Gertrude must have been visualizing her most recent memories first.”
“Yeah, and that could have been a disaster. I stopped the process, but not before Arizona questioned what she saw. I hope she’ll let it go.”
“Hmm. It’ll be tricky if she doesn’t.”
B oys may come and go, but one thing will never change–my love of bacon. The smell, the texture, and the taste, all so perfectly combined, makes it the perfect initiation into the day.
Whatever this day was about to spring on me, the bacon made sure to get me off to the right start. I popped another piece into my mouth and chewed on it slowly, enjoying every minute of my breakfast.
Ali’s cell phone interrupted my thoughts. She glanced at her caller ID and gestured that she had to take the call. “Hey! Thought you were coming over for breakfast.”
I couldn’t make out who Ali was talking to, probably her boyfriend Robert, so I turned around to talk to Maria. However, she watched Ali intently and mouthed something to her.
“Come around now. We’re still here.”
“Who was that?” I asked when she got off the phone.
“Oh, just Ariele. She was supposed to come to breakfast but had to go to lacrosse practice. She’ll be here in ten.”
“Why?” I barely knew the girl.
Ali raised her brow. “Whatcha mean?”
“I guess I don’t feel like hanging out with a stranger at the moment. What are we doing with her? I don’t know anything about lacrosse.”
“You don’t remember her at all?” Maria asked.
“Nope.”
“Well, she is one of your best friends. Or was. The four of us hung around a lot last year. That’s until she hooked up with Ingrid, but we still see each other a lot. We went to New York with her…”
“Huh? When?”
Maria told me about the time we all traveled to New York for Ella’s big audition. She described a club we went to and other fun stuff we did. She said that Ariele and I seemed to know all the best places to visit and that we had a hoot during our visit there. I closed my eyes, trying to visualize myself in New York.
Memories of Mom, Dad, Ella, Harry, and me skating at the Rockefeller ice rink a few years ago flooded my mind, and I smiled.
“You remember!” Ali yelped in delight.
Opening my eyes, I shook my head. “No, sorry. I was just remembering my last trip to Manhattan two years ago. You guys didn’t come, but I had a blast with Harry and Ella.”
Ali frowned. “Well, maybe it’ll come back to you. We had a lot of fun.”
“Maybe you can try hypnosis or…” Maria pursed her lips, going silent.
“Hey? What’s up?” Ali nudged her.
“What if it wasn’t you? What if your doppelganger was here all of last year?”
Sheesh, that hadn’t even occurred to me. But what about me in that case? Where had I been? I buried my face in my palms. No. That couldn’t be. “I remember some stuff,” I protested.
“Like what?” she challenged.
“Well, it’s not so much that I
remember
, but I can
feel
things. Like I can skate. I feel different about Kellan. I knew that the hockey jersey was mine when I put it on… just stuff like that, but still…”
“That’s nothing. There could be other explanations for that. Do you actually remember anything? The Ball? Getting attacked by Simla in the restroom? Anything?”
I could feel myself welling up. No. I couldn’t remember anything specific.
“Stop upsetting her, Maria,” Ali said firmly. “Like I said, you’re here now, and we’ll get to the bottom of this. I think that’s Ariele’s car arriving now. Maria, could you let her in?” She threw Maria a look.
“I didn’t mean to upset you, Arizona. Sorry. I’ll go get Ariele.”
She was back moments later with the gorgeous brunette
“Brown haired? That’s strange.”
“Actually it’s not.
A
recently dyed her hair back to its normal color. The incident Gertrude described is one that happened just the day before I brought her back here.”
“Ah! Gertrude must have been visualizing her most recent memories first.”
“Yeah, and that could have been a disaster. I stopped the process, but not before Arizona questioned what she saw. I hope she’ll let it go.”
“Hmm. It’ll be tricky if she doesn’t.”
B oys may come and go, but one thing will never change–my love of bacon. The smell, the texture, and the taste, all so perfectly combined, makes it the perfect initiation into the day.
Whatever this day was about to spring on me, the bacon made sure to get me off to the right start. I popped another piece into my mouth and chewed on it slowly, enjoying every minute of my breakfast.
Ali’s cell phone interrupted my thoughts. She glanced at her caller ID and gestured that she had to take the call. “Hey! Thought you were coming over for breakfast.”
I couldn’t make out who Ali was talking to, probably her boyfriend Robert, so I turned around to talk to Maria. However, she watched Ali intently and mouthed something to her.
“Come around now. We’re still here.”
“Who was that?” I asked when she got off the phone.
“Oh, just Ariele. She was supposed to come to breakfast but had to go to lacrosse practice. She’ll be here in ten.”
“Why?” I barely knew the girl.
Ali raised her brow. “Whatcha mean?”
“I guess I don’t feel like hanging out with a stranger at the moment. What are we doing with her? I don’t know anything about lacrosse.”
“You don’t remember her at all?” Maria asked.
“Nope.”
“Well, she is one of your best friends. Or was. The four of us hung around a lot last year. That’s until she hooked up with Ingrid, but we still see each other a lot. We went to New York with her…”
“Huh? When?”
Maria told me about the time we all traveled to New York for Ella’s big audition. She described a club we went to and other fun stuff we did. She said that Ariele and I seemed to know all the best places to visit and that we had a hoot during our visit there. I closed my eyes, trying to visualize myself in New York.
Memories of Mom, Dad, Ella, Harry, and me skating at the Rockefeller ice rink a few years ago flooded my mind, and I smiled.
“You remember!” Ali yelped in delight.
Opening my eyes, I shook my head. “No, sorry. I was just remembering my last trip to Manhattan two years ago. You guys didn’t come, but I had a blast with Harry and Ella.”
Ali frowned. “Well, maybe it’ll come back to you. We had a lot of fun.”
“Maybe you can try hypnosis or…” Maria pursed her lips, going silent.
“Hey? What’s up?” Ali nudged her.
“What if it wasn’t you? What if your doppelganger was here all of last year?”
Sheesh, that hadn’t even occurred to me. But what about me in that case? Where had I been? I buried my face in my palms. No. That couldn’t be. “I remember some stuff,” I protested.
“Like what?” she challenged.
“Well, it’s not so much that I
remember
, but I can
feel
things. Like I can skate. I feel different about Kellan. I knew that the hockey jersey was mine when I put it on… just stuff like that, but still…”
“That’s nothing. There could be other explanations for that. Do you actually remember anything? The Ball? Getting attacked by Simla in the restroom? Anything?”
I could feel myself welling up. No. I couldn’t remember anything specific.
“Stop upsetting her, Maria,” Ali said firmly. “Like I said, you’re here now, and we’ll get to the bottom of this. I think that’s Ariele’s car arriving now. Maria, could you let her in?” She threw Maria a look.
“I didn’t mean to upset you, Arizona. Sorry. I’ll go get Ariele.”
She was back moments later with the gorgeous brunette
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