"I wish," Jane mumbled inaudibly..."That I remembered things the way everyone else does."
Memories flooded Jane's mind...she remembered her school subjects...her dorky older brother...her friends at school...her overprotective mother...It replaced a boatload of memories she now thought useless...giving birth...raising children...disco.
She knew what she had done, but it seemed unimportant. "I'm fine, Mom...." She told Zoe. "Jeeze...I get a little cold and you run for the thermometer...Stop treating me like a baby."
"But, Jane, dear..."
