I rented a hotel room close to the hospital and called in sick the rest of the week. Since he was divorcing me, I might as well find a lawyer.JakeI ca...led Janet and gave her the low down on my sad life. She said, you can pick em, Jake, gotta give you that. She asked if I wanted company. I said sure. Bring the kids. My kids are my life. They bring me up when I’m down. My phone rang, it was Debbie. Jake, is there anything I can do ... anything to try to repair the damage I’ve done. I trusted. There was barely enough light to see when we left camp. I was tied to the travois so that I could not fall off, and this did nothing to help the pain. I was lying on blankets placed on a rope hammock-like arrangement stretched between the wooden frame members. The rope was supposed to absorbed the shock from bouncing as the mule pulled me, but it seemed that the mule sought out the bumpiest route. I guess that was unfair to the mule, since she couldn't care less one way or the other how much I. "Kate's a special case. She fought off the chip somehow, even though it did continue to affect her. It resulted in a loss of her memories before she was a doll," said Tracy.Dr. Song frowned. "Retrograde amnesia is a rather severe medical condition, despite someone digging around in your brain I find it hard to believe you have not remembered anything. Though if the memories do not come back soon, I fear they never will," she said."Why?" I asked.Dr. Song sighed. "The brain doesn't like to waste. My voice. My body. Sitting therecalmly talking to my wife. As if they had been married for years.And worse. Far worse. They were holding hands on the table. Just asyoung lovers do. The looks in their eyes told me that I was being anintruder into their world.Clearly they wished that I had simply stayed alseep a while longer. Butno. There was something else too.What was it. Triumph, Gloating? Superiority? Control?Yes. Control. They were in complete control and I was.