Memory Transfer

I was sitting down on a carpeted floor in an unfamiliar room. In front of me was a dog with a small puppy beside her. I assumed the pup was a new born because it’s eyes and ears were both closed. A new feeling wells up inside me and I have a sudden urge to hold the small animal.

“She’s adorable!” I blurt out without consciousness. I didn’t even know the word let alone the gender of the pup! Against my will, I reach down and put my hand around the new born.

Josie. The word popped into my head. For some reason, it felt right.

Cute. Another word. Before I knew it, I was back in my bed, staring out the window.

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