"Four questions," he said. "That's a lot." Brian rubbed the inner corners of his eyes, emerging from it looking bleary. "The guy was a detective, like I said before. As for what I can see, it's like... like being in the room, or the area, I guess. For a couple of seconds. It's a flash."
He shrugged.
"It's not all the time. Some places, some things just have strong memories attached to them, good and bad. I can't step foot on Boylston Street anymore."
He wanted to ask things about her gift, but maybe it wasn't the time for that yet. He took his foot off the brake and let the van ease into motion again. They passed the house where the crime happened and kept on, Brian depending upon Melody to tell him which car along the road belonged to her.
Re: Lost Sleep
"The guy was a detective, like I said before. As for what I can see, it's like... like being in the room, or the area, I guess. For a couple of seconds. It's a flash."
He shrugged.
"It's not all the time. Some places, some things just have strong memories attached to them, good and bad. I can't step foot on Boylston Street anymore."
He wanted to ask things about her gift, but maybe it wasn't the time for that yet. He took his foot off the brake and let the van ease into motion again. They passed the house where the crime happened and kept on, Brian depending upon Melody to tell him which car along the road belonged to her.