The Two Faces of Betty Lovelace
This story is difficult to believe in its entirety, but I assure you every word is true and right on the mark, at least to the best of my recollection. I have noticed there are some gaps in my memory bank that seem to be getting a little wider and a little deeper recently. I feel pretty certain it is not that same sickness of the brain that visited my ma in her declining years because I am sort of a youngish fellow with lots of energy and stamina. My suspicion is that parts of my brain is...