Each evening she took out the same album, containing around 130 family photographs. Some dated back decades, others were less than twelve months old. Each evening she tested herself, counting the pictures where she could still identify all of the faces, using a small handheld click-counter bought online.
107. It had been only 103 the previous evening when she'd been tired, but her scores had been dropping generally in recent months.
She knew what was wrong, but wasn't yet ready to tell anyone, not even a doctor. Because when she did so, she knew her life would change for ever.
107. It had been only 103 the previous evening when she'd been tired, but her scores had been dropping generally in recent months.
She knew what was wrong, but wasn't yet ready to tell anyone, not even a doctor. Because when she did so, she knew her life would change for ever.
