Chapter 103

• Friday, August 2nd; 2am
• (Cole’s POV)
• It’s been twelve weeks since I ran into Deven. While my memory has not returned at least the dreams of the young boy being beaten finally subsided. It took a good two or three weeks but I managed to gain enough skills that Deven moved me out of the medical room into one that was a lot more comfortable. The more comfortable I became with his family the easier things got for me. While I still struggle with everyday things I don’t need them to be quite as strict. Sheila’s patience has made a world of difference when it comes to my ability to eat. My haunting suspicion of everything opened or prepared being poisoned has gone from an intolerable roar that must be followed to more of a whispered reminder of what was once my life.