Thief River Falls

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Author: Brian Freeman
a loud whoosh, he shook his head in frustration and looked upset with himself. “Nothing. I can’t remember anything.”
    “Well, let’s start a little closer to home and see if we can’t jog something loose. When I saw you and you saw me, you were standing in the middle of my yard. How’d you get there?”
    “A truck,” Purdue answered immediately. His eyes widened, as if he’d surprised himself with the answer.
    “A truck. That’s great. See, you’re remembering things already.” Lisa cocked her head. “Was it my truck? I have a pickup, and I drove home from Thief River Falls earlier this evening. Were you hiding in the back of my pickup?”
    “I don’t think so.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “After I was in the truck, I walked a long way before I got here,” Purdue explained.
    “You walked? From where?”
    “I don’t know. I was in this truck, and we drove for a while. I’m not sure how long. I think I fell asleep. Then I woke up, and the truck was stopped. I got out, and nobody else was around. So I started walking.”
    “Were you alone?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why were you in the truck?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “Who was driving it?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “Did you get into it yourself, or did someone put you there?”
    “I don’t remember. I’m sorry.”
    “You don’t have anything to be sorry about. This isn’t your fault. You said you got out of the truck, and nobody else was around. Where were you? Were there buildings nearby?”
    “A house, I think.”
    “This house? My house?”
    He shook his head. “No. It was somewhere else.”
    “Was anyone home? Did you ring the doorbell?”
    “No. I was scared. I didn’t know what was going on. My head hurt. I just felt like—I just felt like I had to get away. I had to run. If I didn’t run, something bad was going to happen to me.”
    “Like what?”
    “I don’t know. Something bad.”
    “Okay, so you started walking. Where did you walk? Were you on a road?”
    “No. I went through the fields. The rain was pouring down, so it was all muddy. I walked for a long time, and I was really cold. It was dark so I couldn’t see where I was going. Then I saw lights, so I went that way. It was your house. And there you were in the window.”
    “That’s all you remember?”
    “Yes.”
    Lisa sat back, trying to make sense of it, but there was no sense to be made. This boy had sprung from nowhere. He was truly perdu . She saw no deception in his face to suggest that he was lying or hiding the truth. His life had begun on a truck, with no past that he could remember, and he’d wandered through the rain in the middle of the night until he found himself at the home of Lisa Power. Amid the cold remoteness out here, he was lucky to be alive.
    “You’ve done really well, Purdue,” she reassured him. “You already remember a lot more than you thought you did. With time, I’m sure more will come back. You’ve got a life. You came from somewhere. We’ll figure it out.”
    Purdue surprised her by reaching out and hugging her tightly with his skinny arms around her neck. He was warm from the fire, and he smelled of the lavender aroma of her soap and shampoo. “Thank you, Lisa.”
    “You’re welcome, Purdue.”
    He sat back, cuddled up in the quilt again. “What happens now?”
    “Well, I’ve cleaned up that wound on your head, and it doesn’t look too bad, but I’m worried about the fact that you don’t rememberanything. You’re okay on the outside, but I want to make sure there’s nothing wrong on the inside, too. So what I’d like to do is take you to the hospital so they can run some tests and make one hundred percent sure that you’re okay.”
    Purdue’s hand shot out and squeezed her wrist. He shook his head frantically. “No.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want to go to the hospital. People die there.”
    “Well, sure, but people get better there, too. I was a nurse for years before I started writing books, and I worked with
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