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“Who are you?” Jorgenson said.
“It’s me, Lauren. Don't you remember, Jorgenson? I was here yesterday too”
“I don't remember. Do you know how my daughter died, Lauren? Because I honestly don’t have a clue.”
“Your daughter is fine Jorgenson. I’ve been telling you that since yesterday and you still don’t believe me. Is your vision still bad?”
Jorgenson turned the other way.
“No, I can see fine today, but I have to talk to my wife”
“A man came to see you again yesterday. Do you remember him?”
“No”
“Does the name Trautman ring any bells?”
“Yeah, he's my boss”
“Bravo Jorgenson” she said while giving him two light pats on the chest.
“You see? You’re getting better”