Conner’s eyes opened wide. “Okay, first test,” I said, “Sleep and wake.”
She yawned hugely, composed herself, and was asleep. X Video She set a grocery sack on the counter and grew a glass of water then sprinkled a tiny amount of salt into the glass. Conner and Lisa generated some movies of giant spiders crawling all over the house and shed. “That’s three,” she announced as she climbed off me, “and I’ll bet you need into the bath.”
She was right. Jill was my subject for this, reporting location and quality in a running commentary. “Nice crescendo effect,” I observed. New information is written as a single file, but natural memories are more like a badly fragmented drive, little parts scattered all over the place.”
“And you would need to find all the parts to erase it.”
