They say the moment you start remembering, it's already too late to forget.
I didn't move. Couldn't.
Something about the scene, the desperation, the panic, the image of Nathaniel passed out in my arms, struck something inside me, I hadn't felt in years.
The moment cracked open my mind, bringing more memories from my past life.
I remembered my parents taking me to their boss, Mr. Lamar, for the first time. And the man had assigned me to do an odd job.
Simply to become friends with his only child and daughter.
This had struck me as a surprise and I had a bad feeling about everything. But my parents felt like such a mission from their evil, gang leader boss, was nothing.
My mother, in her usual shrill voice, hissed that I should be grateful. "You've been given an opportunity, Samantha. Don't embarrass us."
Father added coldly, "You mess this up, I mess you up. You hear me?"
They both warned moments before Mr. Lamar addressed me.
