Her demeanor was nothing like the panicked Nina he had encountered last year.“Hello, Leslie, my name is Jake Turner, this is my friend, Nina Mallory... Like you, we both woke up from comas without a memory of who we were.”“Really,” was all Leslie said.“Really,” Jake echoed, “but we did wake up with memories. We thought it might be the same for you.”“It might be,” Leslie said.She turned toward Nina.“What do you know about George Bush?” she asked casually.“Senior or Junior?”Jake could not get over. I have just stepped into a real waking fantasy! Her room is large. The decor is soft reds and pinks aside from the gold trimmed white bedroom set. A dresser, arm ware, bed stand, dressing table and four post queen bed. This room is straight out of turn of the century south. Only the picture collages showing faces and places she knows, a few trophies (dance and cheer) and a few 1st place ribbons from equine events. Her high school diploma is dated may 2005. And a plaque beside it placing her. ’ As she knelt down and started to flip through a stack of vinyl stored on its side in a small wooden crate beside the cabinet, Craig wandered over to the dining room table. He stared at the plain, round chocolate cake, with no decoration other than a plain pink birthday candle in the center. The candle was already more than half burned down. ‘You better make a wish before this thing goes out,’ he said. Beth looked up in alarm, realizing for the first time where he was standing. ‘Get away from. She looked amazing in her little black dress and high heels. She walked over to me and told me she expected to see the list completed when she got home then she walked over to him and gave him a big kiss. She looked back and said she would be back in a few hours and I better get busy. With that they were out the door.I busied myself completing the chores one by one. Just as I sat down after finishing the last one I heard a car pull up and a door close. I got up to greet them at the door and was.