"Meg? Are you okay?"

She opened her eyes. She was in a car with Bobby Johnson, and he was a teenager. Was this a dream? It couldn't be real. She was at her 30th reunion.

"Um, sure. What's going on?"

"I don't know. We were, you know, kissing and stuff. Suddenly you blacked out. It was only for a few seconds. It was like you were in a trance."

Meg was confused. The last thing she remembered was going to pee and bumping her head on the sink. Maybe she was still unconscious and dreaming, but it felt so real. Oh well, she thought, may as well make the best...