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I frowned before pointing at a particular picture.
"I know that cartoon," I mumbled and Faye turned so she could see what I pointed at.
"Oooo that's Shrek. It's one of my favorites," she said with a smile.
"Yeah, it was mine too. I remember that green guy... he was supposed to save a princess. I know her name was Fiona because I found it weird. Then the donkey was my favorite character," I commented.
I had to admit, my memories of life before the "safe house" were fuzzy at best. I didn't dwell on them much before because while I was trying to survive, they seemed irrelevant. Faye's eyes seemed to brighten as I spoke and her smile just got bigger.