Or was that because he was staring at her? Peter suddenly went back to the paperwork he was filling out, hoping that she didn't think he was some kind of a weirdo. Who the hell had he betrayed? He was so confused, and from the look on her face, so was Olive. You betrayed her, Peter! How could you do that? Peter blinked, shaking his head. As his colleague passed his cubicle, however, there was a brief moment where he could have sworn he heard her speak to him. She didn't seem to recognise him, so maybe it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He was distracted for most of his work day, wracking his brains for the place. Peter didn't know where he had seen her before and it was bugging the living daylights out of him. He had seen her face somewhere before, but not in the previous six months.Somewhere in his past. Once Peter got a good look at his new colleague, he felt something strange. " The bubbly blonde said, extending a hand. She slid in beside another co-worker named Tanya. "Olive?" She nodded, before opening the door. "Umm." The girl fished in her pockets, before pulling out a piece of paper. There was a red headed girl standing on the sidewalk with a laptop bag. Peter nodded,before turning down Simpson road. "OK, what's her name?" " Olive Pelletier." "New hire?" One his co-workers Dennis asked. "What's the address?" He finally asked, defeated. Think you can swing around to Simpson road and grab her?"Tony asked. "We've got a new hire and she doesn't have a car. "Good morning, Tony." He said when he picked up. Why did he get stuck carpooling every Monday morning? As Peter started the car, his phone started buzzing. He lived alone in a small apartment, he didn't even have a dog or a cat. Many of his co-workers were married or getting married. The thing was, Peter knew what he was afraid of and it was happening all around him. The point of the observation was that Peter Hayes was afraid. His co-workers were amazed that he could perform trust exercises without issue. His vacations were spent skydiving, mountain climbing and parachuting out of aeroplanes.
He had gone about a life he was told he had lived before he lost his memory, living without fear it seemed.
Peter Hayescould not remember anything beyond the previous six months.
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