New Review Amnesty by Cambria Hebert

There's freedom in remembering.

My past is a double-edged sword.

New Review Amnesia by Cambria Hebert

I washed ashore in a little lake town. 

A place where everyone knows everyone, yet…
No one knows me.
I don’t know me.
If a woman doesn’t know her own name, does she really exist?
I don’t know my natural hair color, my birthdate, or where I live.
I am invisible.
To everyone, to everything, even to myself.
Except to him. 
I see the recognition deep in his stare, the way it lingers on my face as if I’m a puzzle he’s desperate to put together.