‘Hmm, let’s have a wander then.’ concluded Fay with a detached air of puzzlement. ‘First, I just need to, erm, powder my nose.’ Jack smiled ...as she pecked his cheek. ‘I have to use that loo upstairs, it’s beautiful.’ she added. He smiled as some of the male guests paused to watch her make her way through the throng, and as she demurely walked up the sweeping staircase. ‘Bonsoir, Jack.’ came an eerily familiar voice from his blind side. Jack froze as his recollection fired through the relaxed. If he went to play basketball down the street, I was on the sidelines. If he went to the bathroom, I was there watching him piss. After a while, I could tell that Matt was starting to feel some way about me following him everywhere. I could sense a little attitude change, so I asked Matt if anything was wrong. "Of course not Tony. I just started to pull away a little because I didn't want to get hooked on fucking that ass. You know I only have a few weeks left before I have to leave," said. . if the local moms use your place it's a good one. It's like a herd of semi's at an out of the way cafe ... it's good.The country store produced ... produce: Sweet corn in the shuck, clay peas, locally smoked bone in, country ham, locally raised, corn fed and slaughtered Angus beef, 'maters (tomatoes), organic and local spinach, homegrown? he had it.A simple question to the owner, a question in turn and a 'recorded' answer from the men. The wife came out to the register. The three made a trip. "I'm sorry," he said. "That name doesn't mean anything to me. VeraDickson?" Dickenson."He shook his head and I believed him. But I was also sure that he wasone of them. The brain scramble had just settled in more tightly. He hadno idea he used to be someone else.That still left me without answers though, to my greater conspiracy. IfI could look back over his case files... But I couldn't see thathappening.Instead I gave him a smile and said, "I'm sorry to waste your time. Imust have made a.