#Chapter 104: The memory

Alexander I hadn’t expected Iris’s memory to come flooding back on our very first attempt at the visualization exercise. That would have been extraordinary. But after three days of trying to follow the doctor’s orders – which was not easy with a willful and reluctant patient – I was getting absolutely nowhere and I was getting tired of it quickly. Just how long a road had I embarked upon with this project? Only time would tell. It was reasonable that three days was not long enough for this process to work completely, but it did not seem like a good sign that we had made zero progress. Iris was still only answering my questions with quick replies in the vein of “I don’t know,” “I can’t remember,” and “This is giving me a headache.” Was this going to take another week? Two? Three? Or would it take months? I couldn’t handle Iris being here months down the road. That had never been my plan. The baby was coming in a matter of months; Fiona would need me even more as the baby g