“Should I go along with it?” Holly interrupted. “Him thinking I’m someone else?”

“Oh, well, that’s up to you. I’d be very careful though. If he gets confused, he may be upset. I’ve seen cases where the memory returns and eventually things like that get sorted out – it just takes time,” the doctor explained.

“I see,” Holly nodded, thinking about what to do next. She watched the doctor turn the corner down the hall and reentered Sam’s room.

“Hey mom,” he beamed.

“Hi sweetie,” Holly said, giving him a hug. It lasted a long time. She couldn’t remember the last time she had a genuine hug. Jon hardly did, he was all about sex, and filming it.

“You smell good,” Sam said when the embrace ended.

“Thank you,” Holly sat next to his bed once more.

“You look as beautiful as ever, too.”

“Sam, that’s very sweet of you,” Holly blushed.

“I can’t wait to get home,” Sam placed his hand on Holly’s. “I can’t wait to, you know, be with you.”

“Yes, you’ll be here with me,” Holly said without thinking.

After realizing what she suggested, she added, “But our house looks a little different. You were, um, asleep for a while. Do you know where we live?”

“Charleston, right?”

“Um, actually, we’ve moved to Miami, but it’s ok,” Holly patted his hand. “The doctor said some memories will be fuzzy for a little bit. What’s important is that you’re awake and will get better each day.”

Sam held her hand, looking into her eyes. Holly couldn’t put her finger on it, but the look Sam was giving her was as if he was looking at a girlfriend, like a love-struck puppy.

Holly cleared her throat, “Anyway, um, just letting you know in case you were confused about it.”

“Mmhmm,” Sam nodded, his thumb caressing Holly’s hand. “What about our bedroom?”
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