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wound so I’m sorry for spacing out on you.” My face becomes void of expression as my eyes slowly widen. I can’t imagine losing my parents like that. “If you don’t mind, I’d like it very much if you continued,” he says softly.
    I take a minute to think if I should. I mean here I am about to bitch about my problems when he lost his father in a car accident. Suddenly, my problems don’t seem that big in the grand scheme of things. “I don’t know, Pierce.”
    “I insist.”
    I look down at our joined hands and I sit back down beside him. “Okay, so after the accident I was taken to the hospital. I woke up not remembering what happened to me. I had very bad head injuries that caused bleeding in my brain. There was a lot of swelling and I was put into a sedated sleep until the swelling went down. Then I woke up.” I shrug my shoulders preparing to tell the rest of my story.
    “Well, it sounds to me like you’re lucky to be alive. So forgive me if I sound rude, but what has you so bothered? You survived and you look healthy to me.” He’s looking at me with his eyebrows drawn in trying to piece me together.
    “Ah, here is where it gets complicated. When I woke up, I couldn’t remember anything about the accident. I still can’t remember anything. I think I’m okay with that because, if I have to be honest, I don’t want to remember being T-boned and rolling in a car. What I do have a problem with is this.” I pull the engagement ring out of my pocket and hand it to Pierce. He looks at the ring with one eyebrow raised.
    “Now I don’t know much about jewelry, but this looks like an engagement ring. A nice one too. My sister is always going on about how big a ring is supposed to be. I tell her it’s not about the size, but the thought put behind it. You know, like it should suit the personality of the hand it’s supposed to go on.” He pauses before saying, “Sorry, I’m rambling. Anyways, what’s so bad about it?” He hands the ring back to me.
    “Well, nothing technically. It’s a beautiful ring. The only problem is I don’t remember the person who put that ring on my finger. I can’t remember meeting him, dating him, him proposing. Nothing.” I’m looking down at my hands as the reality of it hits me in the stomach again. I look at Pierce from the corner of my eye and see his eyes widen and his mouth form an “o” as what I’ve told him sinks in.
    “What do you want to do about it?” He makes it seem like a decision can be easily made. I wish it was. This is the first time someone has asked me what I want and not try to tell me what they think I should do. It feels nice to have that option.
    “I don’t know. I mean, how can you just forget someone who clearly had a huge impact on your life? Someone you loved enough to move in with and marry. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” I’m playing with a seashell that is resting in the sand beside me and then chuck it into the water.
    “Nothing in life ever makes sense. That’s part of life, figuring it out. You have to take what life throws at you and make the best of the situation. Throw life a curve ball of your own. Fight back.”
    I consider what he is telling me while chewing on my bottom lip. Life dealt me a shitty hand and he was right. I can’t force my memories to come back. They will on their own. I need to take this shitty situation and turn it into something I can be proud of.
    “You know, you’re right. I can’t force my memories to come back, but it doesn’t mean I have to stop living my life until they return. It’s time to take back control of my life.” A sense of calm washes over me in regards to my future. It’s the best I’ve felt since I woke up from the accident.
    Pierce gives me a slight smile at the change in my attitude. We turn our attention back to the sunset and watch the amazing sight in front of us.
    “Well, I just got out of the water and wanted to watch the sunset before I go home. I just