Consent and Perception

I’ve reached the stage of life where memory of certain past events is fluid and uncertain. By past events I mean things that happened before I got married.

This is startling, because until very recently I could name all 34 or so of my form classmates in eighth grade, and it came as a great shock to realize I no longer could even remember most of their faces. Of the dross of the past I remember maybe 10, who distinguished themselves in some way, good or bad. Virginia — a very unusual name...