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Her desk was littered with scraps of paper, each scrawled with its own collection of words, representing a thousand grasped-at memories.

It wasn’t working. They wouldn’t come back.

She stoked the fireplace and began dropping the papers in, one by one. Forget the yesterdays: time to start working on tomorrow.

This story was based on the prompt “scraps of paper” at TypeTrigger.

It Will All Come Back

A leering face, a dark alley, and a tangy, salty-sweet flavour were all he could remember when he awoke in the hospital bed.

The contents of his wallet said he was Josip Šerić, a wealthy Croatian businessman visiting Chicago.

He didn’t care. All that mattered was finding back that flavour.