“I don't
see how,” Robert says, even more perplexed.
“Because
your Forest dude got you to draw on a happy memory to create this
meadow. It's almost like he knew it was here, man.”
“But I
don't remember this meadow, I've never been here.”
“Look at
it, man, the meadow I mean, really look. Don't look at the cottage.
But the rest of it, is there nothing that's familiar?”
Robert
looks, examining every aspect of the meadow. “No,” he says, “I
really don't... Hang on!”
“What?”
Asks Tom. “What do you see?”
“Just over
there, the way the bank curves, there's something about that.”
“What?”
“I think
we might have had a picnic there when I was a kid.”
