” I never gave it another thought, because I loved her already by then. Anyway I did not dwell on this memory, because my thoughts were on Julia and... what I wanted to do with her that night. The table was set immaculate, everything in it’s place and two lit candles in the centre. Maria brought out our first course of salad and some cold soup. I watched Julia as she looked at Maria’s every move. Glasses of wine were poured and we ate the main course of braised chicken and roast potatoes. We at. As much as I wanted to deny her request, I felt that my conscience would torment me for the rest of my days if I refused to help a woman in distress, as she had no means to reach me and no other way to seek help. I grudgingly agreed to help her and made an appointment for a next day. The appointment was scheduled for the November 7th at 3PM.The night before our appointment I had a strange dream. Sadly I can not recall any context of it, but what I do remember is that I woke up after midnight.. " There was a ton of filter option but it was set to default to "most important to less " and the first one was "Marriage to Phil". He tapped on it and a 20 pages text appeared.Peter felt like a mad man on drugs, a dangerous combo. He did not bother to read the text. He tapped on the husband name, deleted it and wrote his own. A message sprang on the screen"This memory is an important one. It will have a huge impact on reality. Some memories have compulsory changes. Some others are optional.. " I grumbled, snuggled closer to him and fell back to sleep. He laughed rolled me onto my back, kissed me and said "come on honey."I he got out of bed, took my hand and helped me out of bed. We walked through the house and out onto. the back porch. It was a warm night with a thunderstorm moving in. He wrapped his arms around me and looked deep into my eyes. His lips touched mine starting a deep passionate kiss. As the rain started to fall he held me tighter. A loud rumble startled us both and.