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there, I would get a drink. I had probably never needed one more in my life.

    “Patience! Hey, girl. Glad to know you survived last night.” A woman in a Hooters top smiled and waved me over. I found an empty spot and leaned in.

    “Yup, I made it through.” I didn’t want to jump straight in with who the hell am I? I already thought I was crazy, I didn’t need everyone else to, as well.

    Priorities, I told myself. “Hey, did I happen to lose my phone in the fight?” If my cell phone turned up, I could find out everything I needed. I’d have access to my email, contacts, everything about who I was.

    Her face went wide with surprise, “Oh my God, you’re carrying a cell phone now? It’s about time you get out of the Stone Age. Every time we have a girls’ night out, you are always the hardest one to hunt down. This is fantastic, let me get mine and grab your number!”

    So I didn’t have a cell phone. Maybe Patience really was from the Stone Age. I was going to have to spill the beans. My clever attempt was a failure.

    The woman behind the bar turned back to me, and I destroyed her elated face, “No cell phone, sorry. I’ve actually got a bigger problem, though.”

    The look in my eyes must have been enough to convince her that I was serious. “You need to talk?” I nodded. “ Patience, what did you do this time?”

    I didn’t know how to respond, “I… I don’t know.” All the frustration that had built up throughout my entire day came out.

    There was disappointment on the woman’s face. My heart ached just to see it. Whatever kind of woman Patience was, she did make life easy for those around her.

    She shook her head and lowered her voice, “Give me a minute to get the bar covered. I’ll meet you out back.”

Down the hallway with the bathrooms, there was a backdoor. I followed the bartender out the back and into the relative quiet of the world outside.

    She gave me a look that told me she had children of her own. I saw disappointment and shame in the bartender’s eyes.  I didn’t know what I had done, but I felt my own shame. I felt sorry for what I had done, or what I must have done.

    “Please, I don’t know anything, and I need your help.”

    She shook her head, “Patience, if I had a nickel for every time you’ve asked me for help, I’d buy you a god damn clue, woman.  When are you going to get your shit together?”

    I grabbed onto her hands.  I hoped for a touch of familiarity, but there was nothing but the cold look in her eyes. She pulled away, “Patience, don't suck up to me. I have enough to worry about.  You of all people should know that.”

    “But I don’t.”  There was fire in my voice, and she must have seen it in my eyes, too, because hers went wide.  “I don’t remember anything since waking up this morning. I woke up next to Thunder with no memory at all!”

    She shifted her look back and forth. The bartender was lost, and I could sympathize. “Are you serious?”

    I nodded, “I don’t know your name.  I don’t know my name.”

    “Your name is Patience.”

    “My real name. Believe it or not, that’s not my real name.”  

    Her blank stare wasn’t helpful. I extended my hand. It was cheesy, but cheesy was about all I had. She looked down at my hand, then gave me a cock-eyed look, “Um, I’m Donna, I guess?”

    Donna gave me a smile, even if she was still digesting what I had told her.

    We shook hands, “I’m Patience, for the time being. Look, if I don’t have a phone, and I didn’t leave my purse here last night, I’m screwed.  There’s nothing in my car and nothing at my apartment with my I.D. on it. Thunder is the only person I know.”

    “You...you aren’t kidding.” Donna broke the handshake. “The fight?”

    Giving Donna a shrug, I looked around, “That’s the best guess that Thunder could come up with.  I woke up with one hell of a headache and no memory.” I raised my hand up to the back of my head. The