Grow

Slaton sat with his back against the wall of the cave. His dark hair hung down in his face. With a sigh, he brushed it out of the way still taking in slow, deep breaths. He looked at the woman in front of him. She had called him ‘Slaton.’ That name felt right but not familiar. Nothing felt normal or what he would assume was normal. He just knew there was a lot more to him and his situation.

“You say you are my great-grandmother?” His voice came out with a rough edge from being in the water for so long.

Sakari sat across from him. “Yes.” Her eyes watched him closely.

“Why can’t I remember anything?” Slaton raised his hand up to his head where a dull throb was growing more pronounced.

“You will. It will take a little while. One doesn’t come back from the dead too often.”

He frowned. “Dead?” He racked his brain for memories to help clarify her statement.

“Yes. You died a few hours ago.”

“Why? What happened?”