"By the way this is Nema," Mike introduced Nema to his wife. "She's sick; she's got amnesia so I decided to bring her home with me."

           Nema turned her face
to look at the lady who just arrived. The lady couldn't say a word; her eyes got glued to the young lady's face. "What did you say again Mike, this girl has amnesia?"

          "Yes that's what I said."

          "Mike, could you please help me with my purchases, I shopped bags and clothes, it's all in my car and it's really heavy," Sandra requested her husband.

          Mike went out shortly after to pick up and carry her purchases.

          The lady instantly approached Nema. "Do you really have amnesia, you can't tell who you really are?" she asked