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Lailah finds herself lost in the middle of a small town with no memory, no identity, nothing but her name. When she meets Sam, the connection is instantaneous, and it's not long before she discovers that there's a lot more to their connection than simple attraction. When her dreams begin to fill in gaps in her missing memories, Sam is the one to help her discover her forgotten past. With his help she works out the mystery of angel wings and intruders.
Falling was nothing like she'd imagined. She'd expected thrill, fear, rushing wind. She found instead a strange sense of detachment, like it watching a movie. The impact, on the other hand, was exactly how she'd pictured it. Hard and fast, knocking the air from her lungs in one excruciating exhale. Shock paralyzed her body as the ever-spinning thoughts in her head slowed to a single, repetitive chant.
The words spun out in her mind, slower and farther apart, until finally everything was quiet. Her eyes still closed, she heard the whistle of wind as it picked up. She marvelled at the feeling of it across her skin. Belatedly, it occurred to her that she’d survived the fall. She hadn’t expected to survive. Gingerly, she shifted her body. A lightning bolt of pain answered her tentative movement and she let out a harsh breath. Opening her eyes, she surveyed the clouds fading in the light of the setting sun and wondered how long she’d have to lay there. The sound of voices in the distance renewed her efforts and, with jaw tight against the pain, she sat up. Much less conspicuous, she thought, to be sitting alone on the side of the road than to be laying in the middle of it. Either way, she figured, she’d need to find somewhere safe to spend the night. Naive though she might be, she knew better than to risk the roads alone at night even in such a quiet, sleepy town. Pulling herself up, she took stock and was surprised to find the pain fading quickly. She was always quick to heal, but she’d thought for sure that the fall would end that and so much more. Now she wondered what else remained.
Looking both ways on the road, one direction seemed as good as the other. She headed to the right, thinking back as she walked and realizing that her memories from every moment before the fall were fuzzy and fading. For the first time, it occurred to her that she might lose them all. A faint panic set in at the thought and she resolved to write down everything she could remember as soon as she could find somewhere to stop for the night. No money, no people skills, and an utterly forgettable outfit... she wondered how she’d manage. Resourceful as she had once been, she was more than alone now. Lost, forgotten, abandoned. She’d chosen this, she tried to remind herself, but suddenly the reasons escaped her and a profound longing for home nearly toppled her.
Lights on the road behind her startled her from her thoughts and she stepped automatically toward the shade of the trees along the roadside. The car slowed, then stopped beside her.