Sara
“How could all of this be inside my mind? I didn’t think such small children could remember so much.”
Anja chuckles from beside me. “Shifter children remember a lot from when they were children. But one as small as you are here, they’re repressed memories.”
I nod as if I know what Anja means when I don’t.
She laughs again. “Everything that happens in our lives is stored up here,” She points to her head at the temple. “Nothing is ever really forgotten, just pushed aside.”
Huh, that’s one way to look at things.
“Anja, why am I seeing but not remembering?”
“I think perhaps I took you back a little too far. There will be something that triggers things for you, Sara; we just have to find it.”
That’s easy for Anja to say. Every little thing we’ve seen has been emotional for me, but
