I paused deliberately looking over at her as I continued “and ones to preserve the memories you have.”
“I swear, I know a few people who must have been given the take it away ones.”
“Like who?” I asked.
Vivian leaned in a little closer to me. “Yesterday, my mother came home from the butcher shop and said the butcher had completely forgotten her name. She said he looked at her as if he had no idea who she was. She has been going in there every week for years! The moment she walks in the door, he always shouts, ‘Chiron, what can I get for you?’ But yesterday he looked confused, even after my mother asked for her order; he said he did not have one for her. Mother told me that it eventually came back to him, but only after she reminded him of their entire conversation.”
“Strange.”
“That i
