Pamela anxiously watched the car ahead of them, her face pale. When she heard Amanda's words, she snapped back to reality. Just now, as the car leaned forward, some blurry fragments flashed through her mind.
She was slightly surprised—how long had it been since she’d thought of anything? What had just happened?
The quickest way to find family, she thought, was to recover her memory. And today, the dim shadows she saw in front of her gave her a glimmer of hope.
Amanda instructed the children not to get out of the car and opened the door to check the vehicle ahead. Inside, the driver was slumped over the steering wheel, unconscious.
Amanda glanced into the backseat and saw an elderly man, shaken but still conscious.
She knocked on the back window.
The elderly man turned his head to loo
