The sun shines down on my face as we lie on the beach together. We hold hands and all life’s troubles are behind us. She is so beautiful; hair golden and piercing green eyes. She tries to speak but nothing comes out. She melts in front of me and I know it’s wrong. I remove my jack and remember it was a tainted memory. My place is filthy; my heart empty. I know I need to fix the memory jack but I am out of money. I take a long breath and plug back in. I need her so very much.
— Nathan Hystad