. swalpa baari iddlu…Me: kodala?She: akka Idu sari naa?Me.; ibbari hudugiru….. Omme Maduva.. Ninage Istavadare… Dina MaduvaShe:aaythu…Naanu av...la mukavannu kaiyalli hididu avala kelathutige nanna thuti ottide…. Mellane cheepide…. Avalu summanidluuuMe: neenu melthuti cheepu.. nana Naligeyannu cheepu… Tv li nodalilwa?She Aaythu…Naanu punha Cheepathodagide…. Avalu.. kuda.. mellanene nanna naaligeyannu avala baayige hakide.. adannu cheepidali…. Thumba kushi aagtha ittu…… vala naaligeyannu haage. Thatwas until Bettie found the hidden panel at the back of the purse and thenfound my real identification. I'd kept it hidden in case I ever neededit for real, but now my secret was out!"That's better!" Bettie cooed as she read my real drivers licence. "BrianTurner, MALE, five foot five inches tall and 115 pounds. Address: 311Portage Estates, Westfield," she finished. Both of them seemed more thanpleased now. Bettie then replaced the identification behind the hiddenpanel then straightened my. She didn't know Karl, or what he could do. I wasn't aboutto correct her... yet. It made sense to keep her talking."How kind of you," I replied with my best withering sarcasm. She wasright, though: I had a purse with me that had a bunch of ID saying Iwas Elina Erland, and my phone and car were registered under the samename. Whatever reality-shift she'd engineered was limited, however:David Bauer hadn't been erased from the records, and certainly not frompeople's memories."But, there are some. I went downstairs and there was no one home yet. Hailey must have still been at practice and Mom wouldn't be home for a while. I checked the fridge for something to eat and found a microwave meal which would do the trick. I stuck it in the microwave and once it was done took it up stairs. A passed the few hours mindlessly going through social media and playing on the Xbox. I was shattered so decided to head to bed.I don't know how much time has passed but a noise in my room awoke me slightly. I.