. word for word. Is that normal?" Some people have abnormally good memories ..." Do some people have the memories of two different people in theirhead..., plus about a pound of silicon? Oh, don't forget the little robotscirculating through my body. They were originally just in my brain but afew escaped after one of my concussions and they've replicated. Nowthey're everywhere." My GOD! Patricia, are you alright?!" Probably. I still have a certain amount of control over them. Theymostly just do. "What do you want?!" Lesley shouted at the man, who offered no response. He only picked up the pace and began running toward her even quicker. She shrieked slightly, and began sprinting away. She tried to calm herself down as she ran. She was fast. There was no way he could keep up. She ran for what felt like an eternity, and hadn't been caught; there was no way he could still be following her. She looked over her shoulder, and fear shot through her as she saw that the man was still trailing. We learned of her plight at half past seven one eveningwhen Anna burst in and interrupted our dinner."You have to clean Dorothy's place for her!" she announced firmly."She'll pay you the same as I did. That'll be another mortgagepayment sorted out."Sally looked up, hopefully."Hold on," I said. "I told you I don't want to make a career out ofcleaning. It's too embarrassing. This is a posh neighbourhood. Wewouldn't be able to hold our heads up..." Oh for heaven's sake, Dave!" Sally. I also knew that he was gay, but not one of your flaming fags like some you see in the papers or on the TV news. He was a very quiet fellow and fairly good looking. He is about my height but has a lighter build. He has blond hair and hazel eyes.I had him meet me while I was on one of my visits to my business interests. I had missed making those visits due to the accident the end of last year, and had tried to make up for it this year with more visits. Also I didn't want the girls in on this.