The Memory Girl

March 18, 2059

I am Solie Gan Bass. I didn’t know this until yesterday, but apparently I can recall memories from anyone. Tanni told me, (she’s a fairy apprentice) that people are trying to track me down so they can sell me to scientists to investigate me and I don’t want to get poked and jabbed by anyone.

“Solie! If we don’t leave now we’re going to be late for the interview!” Miranda, my maid says. I grumble, thinking that I would like to be late.