THE LOST MEMORY

CHAPTER 10

Next day Miss Lila Drakemore,the receptionist, escorted Carla into Dr. Justin's room. The genuine and vivid look on his face was the same as she saw him in her last visit. She sensed a sophistication in Justin's genuinely sweet smile.

"Good morning Carla! Are you alright".

"Morning!. Im fine".

She comforted herself on the same chair she chose before.

"You look great", Justin said enthusiastically.

Carla gave a sweet radiant smile which accentuated the flawless features on her deep lined face.

"How was the last nights?"

"Terrible. The night I left your place was drastic. I saw the blonde girl again. She saw a dream. It was a little girl been killed by a perilous man in a dark room. That fear made the blonde girl and myself to wakeup. Yesterday was fine".

"Oh god,so hilarious."

While Justin noted down the points,something held Carla back from showing the pills. She didn't want her parents scene to rake up again.

"The calls cannot be crank because of the other scenes that conflicted. I doubt whether its the same person doing everything. The real matter is,how did everything start from the call,"added Justin. Won't you mind taking a hiatus from your job?"

" Justin its hard. Its my job but I 'll try and let you know."

" Do you think that my parents death has a connection with this?"

" Carla do you always think about it and does something scare you?"

"No not at all. I dont remember anything about them and it insists me nothing. I'm not mourning."

"Memories sometimes awakens in the person in a very differenrlt occurence and mood,it subsides the real matter,"he added, Multiple Personaliy Disorder is a disorder characterised by the presence of two or more distinct personality states."

"And it is caused by severe trauma in the early childhood. Im aware its not what you are suffering from but in MPD,you might impersonate some other characters that may have caused your trauma."
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It was almost quarter to one when they finished their discussion.

"I'm leaving out now to the restaurant. Would you like to come with me?,"asked Justin.

"Okay fine."

They checkered out of the building,fumbling through the growing rush of people in the reception. Carla got into Justin's car. The engine started with a very rusty sound that screeched the inner ossicles of her ear. He drove through 'road A15' to Alice's Restaurant. They parked the car and paced through the doorways. A young,sharp-eyed,humble lady welcomed them gracefully through the French doors into the patio. The patio was line with Amaryllis pots;the green sheet of thin grass perfectly overlayed the brick stone floor. Umbrella covered tables glistened by the staring reflection of the sun. The mahogany adirondack chairs had printed labels of the restaurant's logo;each table was served with an ancient Olpe and a decentful carved mat,a resemblance of the Mingi International Museum. The wind blew harmoniously through every inch of the glorious patio garden. Carla and Justin snuggled on the table near the water fountain; so serene and tranquil.

"The usual?," asked Justin.

"Yup,"the reply was so blissful.

Carla stayed until he returned after the order. But suddenly she saw a slightly stooped woman staring immensely at her asthough she knew her really well. Carla wondered why but she tried hard to ignore her glance. Justin returned.

"Have you been here before?,"he asked.

"Mmm no but--" justin interrupted her."Dont say that you can slightly remember you were here but you cant get it,"he giggled.

She laughed hysterically. Later the waiter arrived with two plates of Fried Calamari over Fries and a small Cinnamon coffee cake. The food was delicious and appetizing. Then after a while they drifted into the hall near the cashier. The floors were dressed with intricate green and pink textures;the high ceiling were filled from gold pendant lighting with miniature gems around the lower bound surface. Her eyes scanned the whole room.

"Thankyou for visiting!,"greeted a slender young woman at the cashier. She handed over a visiting card to him.