“Despite the post-it note with her phone number on it, shes already little more than a fading memory. They all are.”

“What use are memories when memories can do little more than fade?”

“Unaware that he is only interested in the presumed parched pucker in her pants, she is more than happy to give him her phone number.”

“Most had faded to a light jade by now...all except Chandra, I noted, with more than a little satisfaction. She was still a dazzling Day-Glo emerald, and I gave a little finger wave from across the room. She merely returned the finger.”

“From her own life experience Keldaren knew that loveable hunks were in short supply anywhere in the galaxy, loveable hunks who knew her were an extinct species, and that more marketing companies than friends had her phone number.”

“The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.”