Tay woke up with a conviction at the forefront of his mind that he now knew something he had not known before. He just didn’t know what it was. He rolled onto his side to get away from the sickly green glow coming from his alarm clock and tried to go back to sleep, but he soon realized that wasn’t going to happen. His mind was racing to bring something into focus. But like a dream, it hung somewhere just out of reach. A dream? It flashed across Tay’s mind that perhaps his mother had appeared to him again and slipped him one of those cheat sheets she kept pushing at him, but he didn’t think so. He generally remembered when he dreamed about his mother, and he always remembered when she claimed to be tipping him off about something. Unless, of course, he hadn’t remembered at all, in which case he wouldn’t know he had forgotten, would he? Tay’s head was spinning so fast he thought he might never sleep again, so he pushed himself upright in bed, propped his back against the headboard and tried again to focus on whatever it was that was working at him.
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