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To thank I friend for being always there for me, I decided to write something for him. I tried and tried, but nothing made sense. Then one day, all of a sudden, a compulsion to write happened. Grabbing a pen and paper, the old fashioned way, I set about pouring the words that were flowing through me.
The result is what you read below.
A story of one woman’s lost life and the limits she goes to to put a wrong done centuries ago to right.
Alex Madison goes to the grocery store and finds that her entire life, bar her existence, has been wiped away. It was as if she has never been. No one remembers her; no one knows her. Nor her loving family neither her friends. Not even the man she has been in a relationship for four years though they did break up some eight months ago (all part of some elusive plan in wiping out the history of the history professor).
Surviving on the streets for five days, Alex goes to find the one man she has always loved, Detective Peter McKenzie. Even though Peter does not recognise her, he shows her kindness and gives her some food; be it only donuts and coffee.
But there is a limit to what a man may hear a strange woman say and that is what happens in here. Peter starts thinking her crazy when she starts talking about the life that they have had together. Still, he wants to help the damsel in distress.
Alex, does not need his sympathy. She needs him to believe her and get her out of this predicament. When nothing comes to pass, a sort of miracle happens. Peter’s father, Kenneth McKenzie shows up at the station and, lo and behold, he knows Alex. Taking her under his protection, Kenneth promises her that they will somehow put everything back to normal. In that moment, though, she is happy that someone remembers her.
Kenneth, for his part, has his own secrets that have not resulted in him forgetting the dear woman he loves as a daughter.
But it with the love of Peter, which is not suppressed with all the evil being inflicted, Alex is all ready to defend her and the man she loves from a serial killer who is not a flesh and blood human being. A serial killer on whose case Peter has been working for some time.
Peter’s brain might have forgotten the woman he loves but in his heart he accepts the rightness of being with her. The wholeness of being he feels when with her.
And together they shall face the evil and either eliminate it or be eliminated themselves.
The story is full of how the brain is to be used but the heart must be given the due credit too for making us choose right and wrong. The story is about how not always will a logic present itself to resolve an issue because the answer lies outside the box we hold ourselves prisoners in.
Last but not the least, the story highlights how we need our independence but we need our family and friends in equal measure to fuss around us and be a constant pain in the backside because they are the ones who make our lives complete.
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