- You told me

- You told me. You woke nights and couldn't remember your mother's face. - No! - Some nights it happens to me in my own house. Scares heck out of me. I got to go in my folks' room and look at their faces while they sleep, to be sure. And I go back to my room and lose it again.

Рэй Брэдбери, Dandelion Wine / Вино из одуванчиков