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About a week later, Turannos and Charisa, his attractive wife, sat in Dr. Panopoulos’s office. The doctor belonged to many of the same clubs and knew the family well.
“It’s amazing he survived,” the doctor said, peering over Ben Franklin glasses. “He’ll probably have scars, but his body is healing nicely. Fundamentally, he’s okay. He does appear to have amnesia from a blow to the head, probably from the rocks where you found him. I assume the storm washed him off a boat of some kind. It’s impossible to judge if he’ll ever regain his memory. Some do in a few days, a few years, and some never.”
“How is he going to tell us where he belongs?”
“I take it you found no ID?”
“Right, and I checked with all the authorities.” He did check, but never reported finding the boy. The app
