As soon as they were in the apartment again, Travis said “You called the doorman ‘Ralph’.” “That’s his na… Oh.” Dale’s eyes widened. “Oh!” “What’s the day man’s name?” “Tom.” “So you remembered both names.” Dale’s face lit up. “Yeah!” “Dale, you’re beginning to get your memory back.” “I am!” *********** In the master bedroom, they asked each other almost in unison: “Do you wear pajamas?” “Not usually” Dale said, and Travi...

As Travis walked along a busy street that morning on his way to the bus stop for his trip to work, he was met by the spectacle of a man with a bloodied head sitting against a building. Any unusual sight disturbed Travis, and what disturbed him even more in the present case was the behavior of people walking past, unconcerned and in some cases even resentful at the inconvenience of having to walk around the man’s outstretc...