JUNE

I blinked at them, confused and desperately trying to grasp what they were talking about. Like, I just told them my mother's name and boom, they were speaking of another.

“What are you talking about? Who the hell is Mary?”

“Oh, give me a minute,” the man said before he started searching his pocket once more only to bring his wallet out.

Hah, this must be a joke or something like that. Why….

“Phew, I thought I'd lost it,” he mumbled as he brought a picture out of his wallet and gazed at it.

“You still have her picture in your wallet?!” Favour shrieked. “Gosh, I can't believe you,...