Unforgettable

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“She wanted to know how you were doing and to ask if you wanted her to come alone or to bring Nigel. He’s worried about you too. I told her you’d let her know when you got up.”
      “Oh, of course she should bring Nigel. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself. I’ll call her now.” I went over to the table where my purse was. I dug out my phone, found her contact, and hit send. She picked up on the first ring.
      “Juliet?” she sang happily.
      “Hey Carrie. Ethan just told me you called. Of course bring Nigel; I’d love to see him. I made enchiladas, I know he loves them.”
      “Have you remembered anything?” she asked hesitantly. I wasn’t sure what the whole Ethan’s mouth thing was earlier, so I just told her no.
      “Well, I’ll be leaving here in about five minutes. I’m just making sure everything is in order before I go. We’ll be there in about half an hour, okay?”
      “That sounds great. See you soon.” I disconnected the call and felt better. Spending time with Carrie and Nigel was something normal. I could remember that. Maybe everything would be okay after all.
      “Can I help you with anything?” For a moment I had forgotten Ethan was standing behind me.
      “I’m good, thanks. Carrie and Nigel will be here in about half an hour.” I didn’t know what else to say. We obviously needed to talk. We had a lot of things to discuss, not the least of which was where he would be staying tonight, but now was not the time, I was about to have lunch with my friends.
      “Great. Oh, I fed Lucy, so don’t worry about that.”
      Oh god, I forgot to feed my baby. What the hell is wrong with me? I mean besides the amnesia. I didn’t forget that I have to take care of my dog. Everything was just too much for me right now. I hated to admit it but I was thankful that Ethan was here. Perhaps I shouldn’t be alone just yet.
      “Thank you, Ethan. Really. I can’t believe I forgot.”
      “Geez Juliet, who could blame you? It’s going to be all right.”
      I wanted to believe him. All I wanted was for things to be normal, whatever that was. I nodded to him and set the timer for the rice before I made my way back to the living room. Lucy was still on the couch, rolled up in a little ball so I sat down beside her and stroked her soft fur. She shifted under my hand and I felt a bit better.
      I looked over at the bookshelves again. I had just given them a cursory glance when I got home, but now I took the time to notice the changes. Small glass figures were placed in random areas, interspersed with books. I got up to look more closely. They were beautiful. Some were shaped like people, alone and entwined. One looked like it was made of liquid. I had to put my hand out and touch it, almost surprised when I encountered a solid object. There were a total of six statuettes, each one more lovely than the next. I assumed they belonged to Ethan, I had no recollection of them, nor had I ever sought out any kind of artwork. My home was pretty minimalist. Not utilitarian, just lacking in decoration. That’s the way I had always liked it. Simple.
      I moved along the wall and came to what I thought was a lamp. It wasn’t, well, maybe it was, but the base was a large glass bowl, and inside were two angel fish, a white and yellow one and a black and blue one. I stared at them. I had never felt the need to own fish. They didn’t give you love, not like a dog or even a cat. They just stayed in their bowl, swimming in circles. I touched the glass and the black one zipped to where my finger was. It was like it was trying to say “Hi”. A second later it swam off and I remembered that fish only have a three second memory. I could relate.
      I wanted to scream. Perhaps that would loosen something in my mind. Without a second thought I opened my mouth and screamed at the top of my lungs. It felt liberating until Ethan flew into the room with a look of terror on his face.
      “What

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