Memories released.
Damn! I couldn’t sleep after that dream, and it wasn’t just any dream—I’m sure it really happened. I had that woman, naked in my bed, swearing her love to me. She said we would have a daughter. A daughter! Damn!
I get up and leave the house. I need to be alone, to clear my head—something to help me remember who she was. Before getting into the car, I stop. Katy. I’m sure I called her that in my dream, but who is Katy, really?
My head keeps spinning, trying to piece together who she is, but nothing comes to mind. Still, I can’t shake the feeling that she’s someone incredibly important to me. Of course she must be, if I made a promise like that to her.
I arrive at my office. It’s still early, so I decide to search through my laptop, my files—anything that might give me
