Brian decided she must be insane. He cleared his throat and squared his shoulders. “Listen, lady, my name isn’t David. You must have me confused with somebody else. I’m sorry but you’re going to have to leave.”

“Don’t tell me you really forgot all about me, David. It’s me, Madeline. Don’t you remember me?”

There was something familiar in her manner, the way she played with her braids, looked up at him through downcast lashes. Don’t you remember me? Her smile reminded him of the way sunshine looked on grass, of the uninhibited laughter of children. It evoked a sense of well-being in him that he couldn’t place, though he recognized it soothed something in him. I can see you’re starting to remember me now…

Brian almost jumped out of his skin when he realized he was hearing her voice in his head. “OK, now you’re really gonna have to leave.”

“Listen to me. I can prove that I know you. You have a birthmark in the center of your back in the shape of a crescent moon. Even in this form you have it.”