A Walk To Remember Summary の小説・ストーリー

" But Todd wasn't listening to her. His mind was racing, desperately trying to claw back through his memories. He remembered our first group dinner after graduation at a local diner. He remembered Jake drunkenly shouting about being his best man. He remembered ordering an extra side of sweet pumpkin for Luther. He remembered driving Lula home when she got too drunk. He remembered every single detail about his friends. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember telling everyone I was allergic to peaches. By the time the realization began to sink in, I was already gone. My final words echoed in his mind. "I'm not coming back. We're done."

When Ethan Lane came back from his business trip, he pulled two dolls out of his suitcase. One was pink, the other blue. His daughter, Nina Lane's eyes lit up for a second when she saw the pink one. But instead of reaching for it, she glanced over at Crystal Shaw, Vivian Shaw's daughter. That five-year-old girl had already stretched out her hand for the pink doll. So Nina pulled her hand back and said quietly, "I'll take the blue one." I froze. Nina's loved pink ever since she was little. Her backpack is pink, her water bottle is pink, even her hair clips are always pink. But the moment Crystal was in the picture, she stepped aside. Later, when Ethan drove Vivian and Crystal home, I ask

“Well, since you don’t remember. I can wait. But I hope you’ll remember soon, and finish the remaining half of your sentence.” Despite my pleading, Marco doesn’t break his silence concerning what I told him last night. In utter confusion and slight frustration, I decide to take a walk, hoping the fresh air will help me recall my memories. It takes me about an hour, but I finally piece together last night, and I realize I was about to tell Marco about what happened five years ago. Unknowingly, my thoughts have walked me into a deserted alleyway. But just as I’m about to turn to leave, an individual appears, walking towards me swiftly.

She whispered against his collarbone: “They don’t own the fire anymore.” Cassian’s voice was low. “No. You do.” She looked out at the crowd. At the ash in the water. At the boy who watched from behind Nova’s leg, his drawing clutched in his hand. Then she said, to everyone: “You will forget names. You will forget policies. But you will not forget this.” “And when they come again because they will you will remember: I burned, and I walked out.”

A human who once went by the name Millicent Walker and grew up in the small town of Crimson in the shadow of Ridgewood Keep along the Emerald Coast. But what was I before that? What is the first thing I can remember? Why do my memories begin as soon as I cross the threshold of that village? What could I have experienced that was so bad that I needed to forget it? Breathing through the pain, my limps feel like they are falling away, even though I can still feel each finger, the skin, flesh, and bone of a whole and complete hand. Nothing has changed except for this excruciating heat, and the feeling of falling away.

And even though there were a lot of obstacles between us, we lived it to the fullest. “It’s perfect! I love long walks” Suddenly and without even proposing such a thought, I remembered the past when also during a long walk my life changed forever. But I had learned to leave those memories behind, like all the situations in which I could no longer do a thing or which were no longer up to me.

I walked forward without looking back. The people and memories that no longer mattered had no business being anywhere but in the past.

“Is this what she called a huge amount of money?” He quickly walked out and picked up his phone from the chair. “Where are you?” “Can we meet now?” He put the phone in his breast pocket, and descend the stairs as fast as he could. She came out a minute later, and looked around for him, but since she didn’t find him, she went out and walked down the street. ************* Seeing the Brook’s hospital main entrance gate from afar, Tasha stopped walking. She turned to go back, but she stay, motivating herself.

I stated confidently. Even though I was without my memories and only remembered the last 4 days that didn’t truly effect who I was. I had learned that I didn’t need my memories to have a personality or to know what I wanted. “You took a tour.” Lucas asked in a conspicuous tone. I rolled my eyes as I looked at his stern gaze. “The person you had with me was not in the lobby or hallway when I finished my appointment so I left.” I stated confidently. He had insisted having someone with me at all times until my memories came back. At first I was okay with it because I was horrified when I woke up but that was than. The familiarity of everything slowly helped to bring a sense of ease and now afte