The Masked Stripper is my Wife.
I remembered the company, my Friends, I remember Sarah posting engagement pictures, I remember that vividly But then nothing else aside that.
I opened my eyes again, panic creeping in, “Grandma, what year is it?”
She froze, and that silence told me everything before she even spoke. “It’s 2024, sweetheart.”
My heart stopped, 2024, it’s over a year already and I do not remember a thing that happened in the previous year.
I blinked rapidly. “That’s not possible, the thing I remember is, Sarah fighting me to attend a party with me, 2024 hasn’t even started yet.”