We waited together until the doctor finally came out. He looked a little perplexed. ‘Mrs. Miller, from what I can tell your daughter is suffering fr...m a case of amnesia. She doesn’t seem to recall anything about her life. Now this isn’t totally uncommon in cases of head trauma and she should recover her memories. What I can’t tell you is how long that will take.’ Mrs. Miller nodded. ‘What can we do?’ she asked. ‘Just be with her and talk to her. Hopefully this will help bring her memory back.’. The Friday evening after Doug and I had our talk we were scheduled to go to a $500.00 per plate political rally with Doug and his lady. Once again he was treating Heather and me. This time for some reason Heather was even more unwilling to go with us than normal. I am afraid I insisted she accompany me and to this day I am sorry I did. I suppose the train wreck that our marriage was rushing toward would have come as soon as Doug's investigators watching Heather made their report but I would. ’ Janet pulled her shirt off, squeezed the excess water out, and draped it over a chair. ‘How did he convince you to house sit? I turned him down.’ While pulling down her jeans, she stepped on the heels of her low boots and stripped down to her underwear. Jake hesitated a moment and finally said, ‘I just needed to get away.’ ‘Female problems, huh?’ Janet said as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra then dropped it haphazardly on the table. Jack nodded but didn’t respond as he. He quieted, and I got him up, took him to his room, helped him undressand tucked him into bed. I looked around the room, and suddenlyrealized how atypical it was for a teen boy's room. In fact, it was likeit had no personality, nothing in it that said anything about theoccupant at all.I did something I hadn't done since he was old enough to clean his ownroom, and that was to go through it carefully. I wasn't really sure whatI was looking for, other than some clue as to what he was so.