Chapter 44: Chapter 44

Cale began to pace the room, circling the chair. "Lysandra, you . . . you've made me think about what I did such a long time ago."

"You mean when you Erased your memories?"

"Exactly. You've made me realize how awful that idea was. If I were to Erase these last few months, to miss the memory of meeting you . . ." He ran his hands through his hair. "I don't know if I'd be able to handle that."

"I don't think I would either," Lysandra agreed, laughing softly.

The edge of a smile cracked Cale's face. "And sometimes I wish I wouldn't have Erased the memories I had before. Even the ones of my parents' death and everything. Sometimes I want those back, too," he sighed. "I think you're starting to really influence me, Lysandra."

"Is that a compliment?" she asked, grinning.

"Maybe." He turned back to her. "But I just don't know about hunting down this Memory Recoder guy. We don't have the right equipment, the right leads . . . anything."

"I know," she conceded.