No Limits on Imagination!

hey guys! back from a longer thani thought vacation, and i have some more to post! i know what you guys are thinking...FINALLY!!
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Robert sat back and watched Carmen repeatedly look out the window of the carriage. He wasn't even going to stop at the inn, he was going to go straight home. Funny how one of his horses decided to go lame before he passed it up.
And now look where it led him. To her. To the person he'd left behind that he really cared about.
He nearly asked her how it's been since he left when he remembered that she didn't know anything besides that inn.
“Ahem,” Carmen let the curtain drop and looked at Robert. “So you don't know anything at all as for why you were in that inn?”
“No.”
Okay, so maybe he should've started with something familiar. Like names of family members. “You know nothing?Your father's name?”
“No.”
“Your mother's?”
It was silent for a moment . “I remember a name, but I'm not sure if it was my mother's name. Miss Sheridan.”
Robert smiled. “Ah, the nurse.” he murmured.
“Excuse me?”
“The ancient nurse . . . I forgot about her.”
“Sorry, I don't recall having nothing of the sorts.”
“she wasn't exactly a nurse to you, more like the ancient grandmother who whipped you into the most shape as she could. She was a nurse to the others of the village.”
“village?”
“It'll come sooner or later. Trust me.”
“Why should I take the word of someone unknown to me?”
“Because I was part of that past that you struggle so hard to gain back. I wasn't unknown to you in the past. Matter of fact, I was you best friend. I was the one who spent all day on adventures with you. I was the one who stayed with you when you were caught in a hole in the ground until my father came with rope and helped you out of that hole. And,” he said calming down a little before speaking again. “I was the one who held you when you cried for Miss Sheridan when she passed from this world.”
“She died? But I-she was so-” Carmen's eyes grew wide. “ I remember her! Someone brought her in because she was lonely and...” Carmen's eyes grew a little watery. “She took me in. She used to tuck me in ...I don't think I had a mother. And my dad didn't want me. Because of ... of-”
“Yes, It's true. All of it. Your mother died giving birth to you. Your father let Miss Sheridan take you because you looked just like her.” It was amazing how a little talk could bring those who had amnesia to remember the things that were forgotten to the ones who could still take a walk down memory lane. “and when she died, you went back to your father where he made into a proper young woman.” his lifted on one side to produce a half-smile. “I'll never forget the time when you came to visit me and my father. You were wearing a dress, and I asked you if you wanted to play a game of tag, and your reply was, “ No, I can't. I'll get under my nails dirty. And young ladies do not play tag. They are more likely to watch while the children -mind you, you emphasized children- play their game. And I feigned my hurt, only for you to reach over and tag me and hiked up your skirts and run off. I always wondered if that meant you were still a child or if that was said to distract me long enough for you to get a head start.”
“ Did I really do that? I feel as if I'd never do that.”
“Sometimes life passes you by, dropping off changes that can never be changed back.”
and with that, the carriage was quiet,maybe she was thinking of home,or maybe she was struggling to,but either way it kept her quiet,quieter than she had ever been in her life.
“What are you thinking about?”
Carmen looked up. “Excuse me?”
“What are you thinking about?”
“Oh.” She looked away. “Nothing.”
“As if i was born yesterday,Carmen Anira Tirre-”
Carmen, looked at him.“what did you just call me?”
“By your full name.”
“Repeat it again please.”
“Your full name?”
“Yes!”
“Carmen Anira-”
“that is my middle name?”
“Yes, it is.”
“ah”
“what is that for?”
“i do not know yet.”
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