"Listen..." whispered Jamie trying to be as concoling as possible.
She reached over and placed her hand on the boy's shoulder. The boy's head shot up in response, his tear filled eyes shining in the candle light.
"...I...I'm afraid that I have no idea what you're talking about..." she whispered,"...I suppose I have some sort of...er...I guess amnesia, or well, maybe this is all just a dream...."
"It's not a dream," the boy answered firmly, his eyes unblinking.
"Oh...okay, but, you see..." she wanted to ask more questions, but once again words failed her.
"Come..." he said simply, beconing toward the door.
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