Chapter 14

Back to the present, she leaned away from the wall and wiped her forehead with the collar of her tunic. She hadn't realized that the memory would make a huge impact on her, enough to make her stop in the middle of the corridor. Odd how a smell, a taste, or something as irrelevant as an elevator jingle could make you go back to the past. She covered her face with a hand and sighed. It was too vivid, in full color. The ones in her dreams were no match for the memory produced today. A cold hand...