More Than Memories

More Than Memories by Kristen James

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I’ve missed you.” Alicia all but fell onto
Molly. “Coming here wasn’t the same.”
    “You’re completely wet!” Molly cried.
    “So are you!” They tumbled back into a wave and
Molly fell on her butt. Alicia dove into the water with her, so they were both
floating in the coldest water Molly had ever felt. Trent and Mark were having a
good laugh at the girls.
    Though they were laughing, too, Molly called out
to Trent, “Save me!”
    He came in after her, scooping her up in his arms,
and heard fake coos from Mark and David. Alicia yelled to David, “Don’t you
love me enough to save me?”
    “Do I have to?” he said on his way in. His sour
comment killed the laughter a bit.
    When they were all standing once again, Bev said,
“Okay, we’re all wet, let’s go back.” She started off without them and Mark
hurried to catch up with her.
    Molly shook her head at Bev’s back. What a
horrible way to live life. Why did Mark have such a thing for her? Mark and Bev
didn’t link arms or even hold hands, but it looked like they were having a
pretty serious conversation as the others lagged behind.
    Alicia and David held hands and started off. Molly
fell in beside Trent and watched the waves run up the beach, slowly give up,
and roll back out. She pulled him closer as they walked, arm in arm. “I came
here looking for a few memories. I never expected to find you, Alicia, a
lifetime.”
    “Feel like you bit off more than you can chew?” he
said with a laugh. “Got a lot more than just memories coming here.”
    “But I haven’t remembered everything yet.”
    “No, but you got everything else you said. We’re
all here for you. The memories might follow.”
    What if they don’t? Did she need to
remember her life before with Trent? Life on earth wouldn’t end if she never
remembered, but she had to try.
     
     
    “I’m surprised ol’ sourpuss came along,” Alicia
said while they changed in a dimly lit green bathroom back by the parking lot.
    “Weren’t you two friends?” Molly asked.
    “Well...” Alicia left it at that. Then, “Well, she
was around. And now she’s really around since I married her cousin. She visits
my parents, too.”
    Molly didn’t push that topic and said, “I haven’t
seen Trent in a bad mood at all.”
    “Na, he’s easy going like chocolate milk.”
    She didn’t say anything, but smooth chocolate milk
seemed a good description for Trent.
    “I see that smile!” Alicia caught her. “And don’t
think I didn’t see the two of you lip locking earlier.”
    Molly threw a wet shirt at Alicia and got a wet
towel right back. She only smiled and pushed her wet clothes into her bag.
“Ready?”
    When everyone was dry and mostly sand free again,
they drove back out on the road and up to the lighthouse to whale watch. The
wind was blowing hard, but they were all in their dry sweats. The ocean far
below spread out, vast, and Molly didn’t think they’d spot a whale in it. Big
as a whale was, it’d be a tiny speck.
    “Look over there.” Trent pointed and held the
binoculars he’d brought up for her to look through.
    “I don’t see anything,” she said. Just then she
caught sight of a spout of water and the back of a whale. “Wait! I see it!”
    The wind stopped for half a minute, leaving a
peaceful quietness as she tracked the whale as it went under again. Trent put
his arm around her waist and pulled her a little closer to him. “Trent,” she
pulled the binoculars down and leaned her face into his chest, feeling his
warmth and strength. “This is the best day I’ve ever had.”
    “Ever?” He stroked her face. “You mean you haven’t
had this much fun in the last four years?”
    When she shook her head, he told her, “You’ll get
your memory back and then you’ll have tons of great days to think about.”
    She wished he could promise her that, but didn’t
care. Today was fantastic and she would enjoy every second of it.
    Trent added, “I also promise to give you

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