After a glanceback at my book, I decided to go with the latter.Then my dad stepped into the family room and said, "Oscar, didn't youhear me calling fo... you?"I winced slightly as he called me by my name, wondering why he and momhad saddled me with it, other than because it had also been my grandpa'sname. Since our last name was Mayer, he should have realized how manyhot dog jokes I'd have to deal with in school. I would have gone by mymiddle name instead, but that was even worse. Oscar. No judgement. Promise.” I was serious. And the thought of teaching my sister was hot to be honest. We sat quiet, both absorbed in our own thoughts for awhile. I was getting hard thinking about showing Em all the things she could do with a penis. More specifically MY penis. I became aware of a tent rising in my shorts. I looked over at Em who had also noticed and was staring intently.“Ok,” She started, “What makes THAT happen?” She pointed to my lump. “No one is naked, I didn’t leave any undies. .I'm not sure. I get these flashes of things that look familiar, no they are familiar, I know these things." he paused and took another deep breath, "But there are holes. I can't tell you where I live or what kind of car I drive or..." he looked at the band on his finger, "or who's on the other end of this. I just don't remember. What am I going to do Mark?" his hand tightened on Mark's as panic threatened.Mark returned Joe's grip, the almost painful pressure gaining his attention, "First thing. ’ We got back and I raised the garage door with the remote control and reversed the car in. We went through the house and Lorraine was very quiet. I went to her and we kissed and she hugged me. She said ‘I don’t really know you, I have met none of your friends and family, you could be a mass murderer for all I know, but I feel as I have known you all my life. I guess that I am saying that I trust you and that I feel there is something you are not telling me.’ ‘It is probably nothing…just that.