41 Memories

Alejandro’s POV I stood by the side of the counter to the home bar as I stared over to Marilyn who sat on one of the seats we had set up earlier on the artificial green. I felt like it was time for me to tell Marilyn this. I had held unto the memories and the knowledge for too long that I knew that somehow it was going to eat me up from the inside out. There was no way I was going to let that happen and there was no way I was also going to stop it. That was the way the mind and the body worked. It was programmed that way from birth of time and space and man so I had to live with it however it comes. As I prepared to tell Marilyn about Susan, the memories flooded like a newly opened dam inside my head. It had never come this bad and it so happen to come the moment I voluntarily wanted to discuss it with someone. But why did I even want to discuss it? I glanced at Marilyn again. She perhaps did yearn to hear it as I believe she had had questions concerning it laying at the back