Jessica

A few minutes before, Jessica had said, "I now know all that I feel and why." Now, in a decidedly different tone of voice, she said, "But I still don''t know me or even if a me really exists....I''m trying to find her, and I can''t!" She dug her fingertips into my back. "I can''t find my me. She''s been lost! Are you sure she''s there?" "Sure." My reassurance had no effect. The secr...