Her body trembled as her thoughts raced through her weary head. "Why can't I remember?" She stared at the computer, fingers poised on the keyboard. Her lips moved as she prayed, "Dear Lord, please help me. I wrote a story, but I don't know what it was about." She closed her eyes and tried to breathe. "How does one write a book and then not remember a single word?" Somewhere within herself, a soothing voice spoke, "Relax. It's okay." She felt calm once more. The phone rang. It was her son. "Just checking on you." She answered, "Couldn't be better." Author Notes I have been writing Spirited Justice for two months, and last night, I suddenly couldn't remember what the book was even about, though it was a sequel to the first. For fifteen minutes, I seriously freaked. And then it all came back to me. I guess my brain needed a nap.

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