But no one stopped to talk to me and I would have thought that a pretty girl would have attracted a bit more attention than that. I tried to shake the...feeling, but the more girls I saw with boyfriends in tow, the more hurt and lonely I felt. I even allowed myself to think, "It's not fair" and wonder, "What was wrong with ME?" Was I feeling self-doubt about my female self? More vapors, I thought. Surely, other women don't experience doubt like this, do they? It had to be the skin working its. How did they meet? How did he propose? Why didn’t they have kids? She hadn’t offered many details about their marriage, he supposed at the urging of his doctor, who had said he shouldn’t try to force his memory to return. And he hadn’t had the guts to ask her yet. ‘Um, I think I’ll go get dinner ready. Feel free to explore the house,’ Sarah told him as she slowly moved down the hall toward the kitchen she’d shown him when she’d first brought him home, what?, two hours ago now. ‘If you need. ---Breakfast was in the lounge again, but there was no one else but Debbiewith me. No one else had come out of their rooms yet, and I was a bitfrustrated. Debbie, Deanna and the other nurses were nice, but I wantedto talk to someone who had just been through what I had been through. AsI finished my eggs, fruit and cereal, I start started to concoct a planto make instruments out of things in my room. I would be a one-girlparade up and down the hall, calling my compatriots out to play. . At his statement, Kathy's nipples became very prominent from under her loose-fitting scrub shirt. She blushed as she took a gulp of air."Downstairs," was all she said as she opened the door wide and disappeared through the kitchen.Vince closed the door behind him before he headed down to the basement. Once there, he switched on the recessed lights and took a seat on the couch. As he waited he began to question himself and his actions."What are you doing here? For all you know, she's calling the.