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Hazy Shade of Memory
Remember To Remember
“The stairs. Those steep stairs in the new place we’d just moved into when we were little. Didn’t it seem like we used to fall down those stairs a lot?”
Dory doesn’t answer. Marge doesn’t expect her to. After all, Dory died of leukemia when she was fifteen and Marge was eighteen. She’d left Rutger’s University and flew home for the funeral. Never did go back to college. Daddy needed an extra hand at the store and Mom, well she never was the same.
Allison, Marge’s home health care helper is used to the old lady talking to herself. Lots of them do that. She figures one day she’ll do it, too, if this job doesn’t kill her first. She sends a quick text to Davy, reminding him to check in on Auntie Marie.
Davy feels his phone buzz against his leg but ignores it. Mom only got him this phone so she could text him constantly. He doesn’t need to remind her that of course, he remembers he’s taking Auntie Marie her insulin and some of that hard brown bread she likes. He’ll get to it. Here’s Jerome and Stick and a couple of the other guys. Time to find out what went down last night. He remembers the sirens getting closer and then cutting off like they do when they hit their destination. He’s sure it wasn’t a dream.
