I stared at her, my head seeming to tilt further and further to the side the longer I tried to understand what it was that she was saying. My head had started to whir, my mind coming up with one contradiction after the other. The only problem was that it wasn’t really a contradiction, since she had already admitted to lying to me. The contradictions were obviously the lies.
“You said…”
“I remember what I said.”
She looked away from me again, her eyes returning to the river. I watched as her eye roamed over the water, and then take in the sights across the river. It almost seemed as if she was slowly but surely memorising everything that she was seeing—something that she seemed to do wherever she went.
“I didn’t know who you were when I told you all of that. You were nothing more tha
