Disclaimer: If I owned YGO, then I'd be a very rich person and would be traveling a lot more. Alas, I am not and thus, my excursions are limited.

Author's Note: I always try to update in a timely manner and for some reason, that just never seems to happen. Ah, well, just means there's room for improvement. In any case, we continue the journey now. Enjoy!

Today's chapter title means "Amnesia".

Terms - None today! So just some fun facts that tie in with the story…

Western vs. Japanese Styled Homes - In the story, Yugi's house is styled more like a traditional Japanese home, with a "genkan" or entryway where people take their shoes off before entering fully into the house. The Kaiba Manor however is far more Western-styled, as one can see with the walk-in shower in this story - tall bathtubs are more common in amongst Japanese Styled Homes.

-YGO-

"I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more"

-"A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri

Chapter Four: 記憶喪失(Kioku Soushitsu)

Unsure of what to do didn't even describe how Yugi was feeling right now. He'd had people call him Pharaoh before. That part, he could deal with, but the part that dealt with the fact that he now had a naked girl bowing in front of him was completely new and estranged to him. Thankfully, a sound jolted him out of his shock. The sound? The front door to the shop opening.

"Yug! Hey, what happened to you last night! Tea was all worried about where you—"

"Joey!" Yugi screamed, startling the bleach blonde so early in the morning, "Just… stay. Right over there."

"Huh?"

"Just. Do it," Yugi ordered.

"Yugi, wha—"

"Close your eyes!" Yugi told him.

"What?" Joey asked incredulously.

"Do it!"

"A'ight, A'ight, geez," Joey said, shutting his eyes.

"Now turn around!"

"Yugi, what on earth…"

"Just do it!" Yugi yelled at him.

With an aggravated and clearly confused sigh, Joey did as he was told and turned his back to his friend, who promptly took off his jacket and wrapped it around the girl's shoulders. Grabbing her by the hand, he quickly pulled her up and into the house where she stumbled before regaining her balance.

"Just.. stay here. Don't move," He said before rapidly shutting the door and barricading himself off from her in Game Shop. Joey by this point was getting annoyed and was sneakily walking backwards towards the counter.

Yugi let out a sigh before yelling in fright upon seeing Joey backing up, "What are you doing?!"

"Well, I have to open the shop up, Yug," Joey said, "Don't worry, I still got my eyes closed."

"That's not the point!" Yugi yelled at him, panic clear in his voice, "But I mean, I guess you can open your eyes now."

As Joey did so, he went ahead and asked, "Why did I have to close my eyes anyway?"

Yugi looked between Joey and the door and tried to figure out the best way to word what he had just found this morning, "Well, uh… there was this... uh… girl… in the game shop and…"

"A girl? What, she break in?"

"I don't know, but uh, yeah, anyway she…"

"By the way, Yug, where's your grandpa? He said he wanted to help reorganize the shelves today," Joey told him.

"Grandpa? Oh… he…" And that's when Yugi froze in place.

His grandpa. He gasped and ran back for the door where he had left the door and ripped it open to find the girl still there, the jacket still over her shoulders, but pulled tightly around her front. She froze in a panic upon seeing him and Joey appear from behind him, but Yugi just found himself glad that his grandpa hadn't come across a naked girl in the house alone.

"Huh?" Joey said over his shoulder, "Yug, did you…"

"Uh, no no no no, it's not like tha-," Yugi started to tell him.

But Yugi found himself being punched in the side playfully before Joey made his way forward to meet their guest, "Not sure how he managed to pick up a gal like you, you're stunning, but—"

"Joey!" Yugi yelled.

"What?!" Joey yelled back, "Look Yug, you don't have to explain it to me, I get it. Though I never took ya for-"

"No, Joey, that's not what…"

The two stopped at the sound of a stomach growling loudly. They both turned to the girl to see her shaking. Yugi looked between the two before walking towards her.

"I'll explain later," He told Joey over his shoulder as he turned his attention completely to the girl in front of him, "Um, uh, sorry about that, um… are you… how did you get here?"

The girl, well, young woman really, shook her head wordlessly, still trembling. Yugi thought for a moment before continuing, "Um, uh, what's your name?"

The young lady was quiet for a moment before a sound escaped her lips, though he couldn't quite make it out, "I'm sorry?"

She gulped down her fear before bowing her head and answering a bit louder, "My name is Kisara, my Pharaoh. I… I am your loyal subject."

"Pharaoh?" Joey asked, "Yug, is she… like, your girlfriend from Egypt or somethin'?"

"You idiot, of course not," Yugi shot back, rather frustrated.

"Hey, hey, bit early in the morning for name-callin', Yug," Joey chastised.

"I wouldn't be saying it if you didn't deserve it; I asked her what her name was after all, how could she be my girlfriend?" Yugi yelled back.

"Well, why is she here then?" Joey asked.

"How should I—"

The sound of a growl came again. The pair stopped bickering to look back at Kisara who looked mortified by her predicament. Yugi looked to Joey before sighing.

"Joey, can you make her some ramen?" He asked, "I'm going to go find her something to wear."

"Uh, ok, but um, what kind?" Joey asked.

"Any kind, just, get her something to eat," Yugi told him.

"A'ight, A'ight," Joey replied as Yugi ran up the steps.

"And don't do anything funny!" Yugi called down.

"What do you think I'm gonna to do in like 5 seconds?" Joey yelled up.

"Just make the ramen!" Yugi yelled down.

Joey rolled his eyes and caught sight of Kisara again. He blushed a bit before offering her a smile and gesturing to the table so that she could have a seat. Upstairs, Yugi ran to his bedroom, searching for anything that Kisara could wear temporarily. He found a few oversized shirts and old shorts for her before jumping down several steps at once to get back to the kitchen, where he found Joey starting a pot of ramen. Kisara looked over at him and bowed again in his presence.

He felt his muscles tighten inadvertently, but forced himself to relax, "Uh, I got you some clothes. You can change in the bathroom over there."

He held out the clothes for her. She looked at them curiously, but also cautiously. He smiled at her. Clearly, she was scared. He handed her the clothes and put a hand around to her back leading her to the bathroom.

"Don't worry, it's fine," He said, "We can talk about everything once you have something on."

She looked up at him and nodded, blushing furiously. He shut the door for her and let out a breath he must have been holding for what seemed like 30 minutes. He turned to see Joey watching him and suddenly glared.

"You're going to burn the ramen," He chided.

"Hey, if you're such an expert, you make it!" Joey yelled back.

Yugi's gaze fell to the side, "You're right, sorry, I just… Joey, I don't know who she is, or how she even got in here. The door wasn't unlocked last night was it?"

"Well, I had to unlock it, so I don't think so," Joey stated as he turned back to the ramen, "What are you saying , Yug?"

Yugi sat down and grabbed at his hair and moaned in frustration as he let his head fall onto the cool counter, "I'm saying that I'm too tired to be dealing with any of this."

"So… you didn't bring her back from the party?" Joey said.

Yugi looked up, aggravated, "No. I didn't bring her back from the party."

"Well, good, because I didn't find anyone there and that would have meant my game is slipping," Joey joked to him.

Yugi let his face fall to the counter again and he sighed, "Look, when she comes out, let me do the talking."

"Of course, my Pharaoh," Joey mocked, "After all, a lowly chef such as myself should not concern himself with such interrogations."

"Joey, I'm sorry…" Yugi began.

Joey waved the apology off as he stirred in the noodles, "I'm joking with ya, Yug. I'm the one who should be sorry. I know you're tired…. But you know, it's strange, if you don't know her, then why did she call you 'Pharaoh'?"

"I…." Yugi paused, "I don't know…"

"Well, why don't you start by finding out that then," Joey said.

Yugi nodded, "It's already on my list of questions, Joey."

The doorbell rang and they both looked up at each other. Joey gasped as the memory came back to him, "Oh! That's Tea. She was worried about you last night, so she said she was going to stop by—"

"Yugi!"

Yugi's stomach dropped. Not now. Anytime but now.

"Tea?" He asked, opening the door.

"Hey, you, you ran off last night," Tea said smiling at him and walking in like it was nothing.

"Oh, uh, yeah, there was an emergency that I had to take care of with some of the artifacts, but uh, Tea, why are you—"

She pulled at her sandals, slipping them off, "I was worried about you. You didn't answer your phone and I tried to text you, but I-"

Tea's actions came to a halt as her gaze landed on the fourth occupant in the room. Kisara had come out of the bathroom, still very confused by the whole situation, though that's not what Tea noticed first. It was the fact that she was wearing Yugi's old clothes.

"Yugi…" She started.

"I-it's not what it looks like Tea," Yugi defended, even as he realized that technically he didn't have any reason to defend himself to her, but he suddenly felt absolutely horrible inside, "She, I, I mean, I found her…"

"No, it's fine, Yugi. I didn't realize that you had company…" Tea trailed off.

As her fingers searched for her sandals again, Yugi reacted quickly, "Wait Tea, I actually, can you—"

"It's okay, I'll leave, sorry," She muttered, quickly slipping on her shoes, not even all the way on before exiting the same way that she had come in and closing the door behind her.

"Tea!" Yugi called, but she was already gone.

He groaned again. He was doing that a lot this morning. He turned to see both Joey and Kisara staring at him. Joey seemed to go red upon Yugi realizing that he was watching him and turned back to the Ramen. Kisara continued to look extremely confused, albeit, now, also looking like she had done something wrong and she knew it. Yugi pondered what to do before quickly turning to Kisara and grabbing her by the shoulders.

"Kisara, who do you think I am?" He asked.

"I… uh…" She began, tensing at his grasp, "You're… you're the Pharaoh Atem."

Atem…. How did she… "Where are you from, Kisara?"

She answered with a single word, "Kmt."

"Wha?" Joey asked, as Yugi's eyes widened in realization.

"Joey, help her; I've got to go find Tea," He ordered, after which he turned back to Kisara, "Kisara, this is Joey, he'll take care of you for now. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere, ok?"

He let go of her and ran towards the entrance way where he slipped on his shoes and bolted out of the door, leaving the remaining two behind, thoroughly confused and uncertain as to what was going on.

-YGO-

The sight of the ceiling of his bedroom was an unfamiliar one. As he blinked and brought it into focus, Seto cast his eyes about, trying to find some indication as to how much time had passed. He found his clock to his right reading 10:21 am on the day after the gala. The gala... what had...

A knock on the door occurred, "Nii-sama? You awake?"

Seto didn't answer right away, not sure if he even wanted to see his brother at the moment.

"I'm coming in, Nii-sama," Mokuba said, ending Seto's pondering, "Hey, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Seto said nothing as Mokuba sat a few slices of toast onto the bedside table. He felt his brother's forehead and Seto didn't complain.

"Well, no fever, that's good," Mokuba said smiling, "I was worried that might happen. You were shaking like you got tazed or something last night..."

Hearing that he had shook like he had been tazed did nothing to improve Seto's mood, so the awkward silence continued. Mokuba sat down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, waiting for any sign from his brother as to stay or go. Since he got neither, he dared to speak instead.

"So, uh, do you remember what happened last night at all?" He asked.

Seto thought for a moment. What did he remember? He remembered the ridiculous technicolored light show and that... whatever it was... light hit him. And then feeling violently ill. But not from a virus or something poison-like in nature. Rather, it was more like it had come from a deep thickness, a heaviness that had swelled in his own chest quiet suddenly and with a shock had erupted out along his veins and throughout his body, pulsating an ever present agony of some kind... it was all so foreign to him, and yet, he felt as though he had at one point, experienced the same sort of feeling before.

It had then retreated, but the jolt of the whole instance still had left him a shaken mess. Worse yet, he remembered crying. He hadn't cried since he was a child. He felt a deep seated shame reach his face, which reddened and he turned onto his side away from his brother.

"Nii-sama?" Mokuba asked.

Despite his embarrassment though, he realized that... somehow, he felt better. Like, much better. Better than he had felt in ages. As if a great weight had been lifted from him, but was contingent on something... though he didn't know what or why or how that could be.

"I... remember..." He finally said, rolling over to face his brother and sit up, "But it's all very... hazy..."

"Do you want to take off work today?" Mokuba asked, concerned.

"No, I can go to work I just... hang on, did that tablet break?" He questioned.

Almost instantly, Mokuba's face of concern turned to one of panic, "Uh... well... yeah..."

"And they just let us leave after that?" Seto demanded to know, his voice rising slightly, though he felt lightheaded from sitting up so fast.

"Uh... not... exactly... I kinda told Yugi that we'd pay for the damages..." Mokuba admitted.

"You what?!" Seto yelled, startling his brother almost out of his skin.

"Well, it was kind of our fault, Nii-sama," Mokuba told him.

"How on earth is that thing breaking our fault?!" Seto yelled, before his own screaming started to make his ears ring.

He held his head as Mokuba answered, "Nii-sama, we did sort of trigger...whatever exactly happened."

"As if!" Seto retorted, but again, his yelling got the better of him, "It was probably one of Yugi's messed up... whatever, magic tricks to get us onboard with the rest of his delusions."

Mokuba's face of doubt was so obvious that even a blind person could have noticed, "Nii-sama, that's a little... just... I think you're grasping at straws on this one."

"Well, how else do you explain it?" Seto demanded under his breath.

Mokuba paused, unsure of what to say. From what he had seen... well, it wasn't a hologram. And even if it had been, that didn't explain why his brother had suddenly gotten sick and he hadn't. If something had been in the air, they both would have been subject to it. But to say that it had to do with mystical forces at play was suicide in Seto's presence.

"I... I don't know, but we triggered it, so we've got to pay for it," Mokuba stated, getting up from Seto's side.

"No, we're not about to pay for it," Seto said, uncovering himself from the blankets and making ready to stand up. He only paused momentarily upon noticing that his shoes from the night before were still on, "We're going to confront Yugi about his shenanigans and force him to work for Pegasus for the rest of his life to make up for the damages."

"Uh... Nii-sam-" A shirt hitting him in the face cut off any attempts at arguing.

"We leave in twenty," Seto said heading to the shower, leaving behind a very confused brother to pick up after him.

Slamming the door to the bathroom shut, Seto proceeded to get into the shower unabated by anything else. The steam from the hot water quickly filled up the room. Normally, he wasn't one for hot showers, but today, the burning felt particularly good on his skin. Frustrated was one word for how he was feeling right now, but at the same time... relieved was another. It was the oddest combination of sensations. As much as he wanted to be mad at Yugi, he felt so invigorated that it was hard to be upset at anything.

'Think of the bill,' He thought, 'Think of the bill.'

Reaching for the lever, Seto shot a cold burst of water onto himself before ending his shower. Grabbing a towel from over the side of the shower wall, he dropped it over his wet head limply and breathed in deeply before stepping out and wrapping it around his waist. Using his arm, he wiped away the fog from the mirror. Looking at his reflection, there was nothing particularly remarkable. He appeared the same as he always did. But something just... was different. He felt it, he... His gaze dropped to his feet.

No, there was nothing different. He was just imagining things. It did no good to picture in his mind something so good. Because good things are always taken away. He'd learned that lesson numerous times the hard way. Sighing, he exited the bathroom, intent on extracting an explanation from Yugi one way or another.

-YGO-

Tea walked towards the train station at a brisk pace, her mind racing with questions. Who was that girl? Why hadn't Yugi said anything about her? And why had she been wearing Yugi's clothes? Had Yugi been with her last night after he had left? And why couldn't she stop trying to figure out how Yugi knew her and what she meant to him? She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even hear her name being called. Not until Yugi grabbed her by the shoulder did she even notice he was there.

Letting out a brief scream, Tea caught her breath before speaking, "Yugi! Wha... what are you doing here?"

"Tea, are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm... I'm fine," She answered, trying not to look bothered, "Why?"

"I... I just, I think you might have gotten the wrong idea," Yugi said hesitantly, "I... that is... I don't know that girl, it's just..."

Tea looked at him skeptically, "You don't know her?"

"Not in the slightest!" Yugi told her earnestly, "Look, I know that this sounds far-fetched, but that girl, I, she was just in the game shop when I opened it this morning."

Tea glared at Yugi, smelling a lie, "Okay, Yugi, I don't know what you gain by lying to me. So explain to me this: why on earth would a customer be wearing your clothes?"

"Huh?" Yugi asked surprised by the finger now pointing at him directly between the eyes, "Uh, no, wait, let me explain... from the beginning."

Tea crossed her arms in mute anticipation. Yugi could tell she was skeptical and why wouldn't she be? But then, why was she so mad? Did she maybe like him?

Gaining a weird bit of confidence from the hope, Yugi started again, "Okay, so last night, I ended up working late at the Gala because of an emergency with the artifacts and then I came home and collapsed, right? So I woke up this morning and went to open the game shop, but there she was inside before I even opened the front door."

"Wait, she broke in?" Tea asked surprised and slightly doubtful.

"Well, I don't know, I don't think so though because she... well... she was... she didn't have clothes on..." Yugi stated slowly.

Tea stared at him, eyes wide at the statement, "She... was naked?"

"Yeah and then, she uh, she bowed to me and called me 'Pharaoh'," Yugi said, before wincing in anticipation for Tea to yell at him as by saying it out loud, he realized it sounded like some sort of sick fetish...

So when nothing came, but a soft voice, surprise and relief were only the beginning of what he felt, "You... you swear you're not lying to me?"

"Huh?" Yugi said, "Of course not! I'd never lie to you!"

Tea brought a hand up to her chin in thought as Yugi nervously waited for what she would say next, "She... she really called you 'Pharaoh'? Have you ever seen her before?"

"No, I've never seen her," Yugi answered honestly, "I don't know why she would call me 'Pharaoh'. After all, only a few people even knew about Atem..."

Despite the desperateness of the situation at hand, Yugi felt a lump forming in his throat at the mention of Atem. He shouldn't be thinking about him right now...

"You swear you're not fooling around with me?" Tea asked, bringing him out of his train of thought.

"Tea, I swear," Yugi said, "I promise."

Slowly, a smile crept across her face and she looked at Yugi kindly with a sigh, "Well, then, let's not leave her with Joey. Sounds like a bad combination."

"Huh? Oh, yeah," Yugi said, and they began to run back to the shop.

It didn't take them too long to get back and when they did, they found Joey and Kisara sitting at the counter, Kisara with a pair of chopsticks in hand and Joey with another pair in his.

"Yug!" Joey said, relief sweeping across his face, "Thank goodness you're back. Where are your forks and spoons? She doesn't know how to use chopsticks."

"What?" Yugi said in surprise.

"You heard me," Joey said, looking exhausted, "Tried showing her, but the ramen keeps slipping from her grasp."

"Top drawer on the right below the microwave," Yugi told him as he and Tea went over to the counter.

"Kisara?" Yugi asked.

Kisara looked at him, once again, a nervousness crossing her face and she couldn't seem to speak. Yugi decided to fill the void.

"My name is Yugi Muto," Yugi said, "And you've met Joey here and this is Tea."

Tea gave a slight bow and held out a hand, "It's nice to meet you!"

Kisara looked at the hand before gradually lifting her own to shake Tea's with a nod of her chin, though she still looked very confused. She glanced back to Yugi and he took it as a sign that he could continue.

"I think... we both have questions for one another..." Yugi said calmly, "Do you mind if I go first?"

Kisara shook her head allowing him to continue, "Well... um, what were you doing in the game shop before it opened?"

The white haired woman thought before a soft voice escaped her lips, "Um... I don't know. I don't remember."

"Do you um... do you know why uh... why you didn't have clothes on?" Yugi asked gently.

"No... no, I'm so sorry, my King. I... allowing you to see myself in such a state... I know you must think I'm a temptress..." She almost begged in apology.

"Ha, you're so pretty, you wouldn't have to be naked for us to think that," Joey said in jest, "Pretty sure Tea's reaction was enough to prove tha- ow!"

Joey stopped dead in his tracks when Tea elbowed him hard in the ribs to get him to stop talking. Yugi rolled his eyes before continuing his questions.

"Um... do you have any family or friends... or well, wait... um..." He paused, not sure which question to lead with when one came to mind, "Kisara... why do you call me Pharaoh or King?"

She tilted her head in perplexition, "You... you are the Pharaoh Atem are you not? Those in the royal city... we all know you, Pharaoh... you are really he, yes?"

The three friends caught one another's gaze before Yugi answered what Tea at the very least realized must have been a little hard for Yugi to say, "Um, no, I'm not him. Atem had to seal away an evil power and with it, his soul. I am... his reincarnation of sorts and I was his vessel as his quest to make it back to the other side unfolded... but it's been about 5000 years since he sealed away that darkness... in other words... it's been 5000 years since anyone has seen him. So... I'm not... sure how it's possible for you to have seen him..."

Kisara sat dumbstruck by the information being given to her, her blue eyes widening it seemed incrementally with every word. Her voice began to shake when she finally spoke, "So... you mean... I... this is not... Kmt?"

Yugi shook his head, "No... was that... where your home was?"

Kisara tilted her head slightly as she meagerly answered, "I... I don't remember... but I remember last being in Kmt..."

"Kemet?" Tea asked.

"That's what Ancient Egyptians called Egypt," Yugi explained, before turning back to Kisara who appeared even more startled.

"A... ancient?" She mustered.

Yugi nodded as Kisara seemed to begin piecing things together in her head, "Then... I... I'm... and you said you're..."

"Atem's former vessel and reincarnation," Yugi filled in.

Kisara's expression was blank. Yugi half expected her to cry, but for some reason, she didn't. Silence lingered in the room. Kisara brought a hand up to her lips and held herself in a kind of half hug.

"Kisara?" Yugi said, "I'm sorry, but... what was the last thing you remember?"

Nothing seemed to strike her right away. She seemed to recall sensations. Like the heat and sand. Her mouth dry and a river, the Nile, taunting her with dangerous water... places... but it was all empty of details and familiar people...

"I... don't remember anything," She said finally.

"Do you remember your friends or family?" Joey asked.

She looked up at him surprised by the question. She thought. Deep in her chest, she felt that there should be something, someone... with a kind face, like the one Joey and the rest of them were giving her now, but she couldn't recall.

"I... no... no one," She remarked.

The three sat there, taking in everything Kisara had said. Tea and Joey seemed to be the most lost, while Yugi's mind was already ready to work out the puzzle. He stood up startling all of them before turning to Tea.

"Tea, can you take Kisara to your place, lend her some clothes?" He asked.

"Uh, sure but, Yugi… do you know how…" She began.

"I think I have an idea… maybe. It might have something to do with the tablet breaking last night," Yugi said, then facing Kisara smiled, "Kisara, I know this is hard but, we're going to help you okay? We'll get you home. In the meantime, will you trust us?"

Kisara's eyes watched Yugi's intently, after which she nodded and asked, "You said… tablet… what tablet?"

"I'm an archeologist," Yugi explained, "I unearth things from the past, specifically from Kemet. Last night, one of those things got destroyed accidentally. I'm going to go back to the scene and see if I can find anything that might link your arrival in this time to it, alright?"

Kisara nodded slowly as Tea also stood up to go over and sit next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder, "Don't worry, Yugi's a genius at games and puzzles. He'll figure out how to get you home. But in the meantime, let's go get you something that doesn't make you look like you're wearing a school boy's outfit."

"School boy?" Kisara asked.

"Yeah, trust me, I have much cuter things to wear," Tea told her.

"Hey, we pulled off the school boy look just fine when we were in school," Joey argued.

"Yeah, but it wasn't cute," Tea interjected.

Yugi smiled. He could always rely on them. Nothing had changed, "Joey, can you tell Grandpa where I went? I'll try to be back soon… and open the game shop now."

Joey winked, "'Course Yug. We'll be here."

"Right," Yugi replied, "Kisara... I'll figure out what's going on, I promise. So don't worry alright?"

Kisara nodded in understanding. Yugi gave her one more brief smile before heading straight for the door, where he paused before turning back to her.

He had one last question, "Kisara, just curious, have you ever heard of the Blue Eyes White Dragon?"

Tea and Joey's eyes widened in surprise, but Kisara's face remained undisturbed as she answered, "Um... no, I've never heard of it."

Yugi nodded, a dark look on his face. That had surprised him. He would have thought, what with her hair and eye color... but that didn't matter. There could still be some kind of connection...

"It's alright; I'll see you later then okay?" He said, before he was out the door and into the garage where his bicycle was.

He checked the air pressure and once he was sure that Joey had been maintaining it/borrowing it, he swung his leg over it. It was hardly a horse, like the ones back in Egypt that they road to get to the more difficult terrains, but it would do. Pushing off, he jetted out towards downtown Domino City, determined to find whatever it was that he had missed last night.

-YGO-

A/N: So when I went to Kyoto, I rode a bike for the first time in like ten years. It's true, you never forget, but it sure is scary at first after so long! But you know what's also scary? How quickly the end of the year is coming our way! Seriously, what happened to Fall? In any case, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Let me know and stay tuned for more!

Later,

~Rena