> Reese sat up more and looked at the picture, scratching her head
sheepishly
> "Well, he is cute.... but I actually stole his bike.. oh man."
>
> She looked surprised and confused "I didn't even know I knew how to hot
> wire.. unless I got a hold of his keys somehow?"
>
> What was really getting her weirded out was that she didn't remember any
of
> this...
>
> She looked at Sam, chewing her bottom lip "Do you think we could like..
get
> out of here and go home? Leave Pops a note or something? I.. I'd feel
better
> in our own home and this doing things and not remembering is kind of
wigging
> me out."
>
> She frowned thoughtfully "What's today's date anyway? I swear it feels
like
> I haven't eaten in days."
"It's August 9," Sam told her looking a bit uncomfortable. "I'd love to go
home, Reese, really I would. The thing is....I'm sort of a fraid to...what
if this happens again? I mean...you were different....acted like you hated
me or something and...." Sam looked down, she was afraid she wouldnt' be
ablt ot stop Reese from doing things.
