’ I rushed into the kitchen and retrieved the pan, just about saving the contents from total incineration. ‘You cook?’ she asked. ‘Yes.’ ‘...ot married?’ ‘No.’ ‘You have been.’ ‘Yes…how do you know?’ ‘Dunno, you’ve just got that look about you. Do you always cook dressed like that?’ I was still wearing the trousers, shirt and tie of my business suit with an apron tied round my waist. ‘It depends on what time I get in from work. I was late tonight.’ She laughed, ‘Quite the little housewife aren’t. It was the noisemakers that pulled me out of my reverie.The memories of my early years and my departure for England in the war had replayed in my head vividly, almost as if I'd been reliving them. I couldn't remember ever having that kind of memory recall, conscious or asleep. I had remembered details of those events that I hadn't thought of since the day they'd occurred."What the hell is happening in my head," I asked myself, but as usual nobody answered.I left a $20 bill on the pillow for the. More

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