"I see things and sometimes I recognize them, but they're..." He searched for the words. "In the wrong place. Out of context. That's it. Out of context." "Like what?" He hesitated, then shook his head. "Nothing imp--" "Like , Corey?" "Rafe." He said the name quickly, as if getting it out before he could decide not to. "I saw Rafe and I saw you. Only it's...not any place I've seen you two together." "Someplace you don't recognize." "No, it's your place." He waved at the window. "You, me, Rafe, Daniel, and your dog out behind your house. It's like seeing a memory that never happened. Which is why I think it's my brain spitting out garbage. But if I tell Daniel..." "He'll worry it's a neurological problem." "Neuro...? Right. Brain. You could just say brain, you know." "Neurological covers more than just the brain. It--" He held up his hand. "If there's one bonus to this disaster, it's not having to go to school for a while. Don't spoil that for me. Please."