For Want of a MemoryChapter 32
Kris stopped pacing and just looked around the apartment. It didn't feel like home. He wondered if it ever had. There were personal objects scattered around. Some of them held meaning, but there were others that were just things. He hadn't missed them when he was gone. He'd missed knowing things about himself, but he hadn't missed any of his "stuff." He hadn't missed any people either. He was missing people now, though. Missing Lulu and Ambrose was a given, but he also missed Jessica,...