The hospital was becoming very quite at this time of evening, as family members were told that visiting hours were over. Nurses tended to patients, getting them food and checking their health status. The various machines beeped and hummed while monitoring the patients, and soon became some of the only noises that could be heard.
But in one section of the hospital, a boy was being questioned by his mother.
"Where did you meet Max?" questioned Molly, looking at her injured son.
"I met him at the park, Mom. Well, actually, I kind of found him," said Joe, through the bandages around his head. He knew it was time to confess the mistake he had made. He didn't know how his Mom would take it, but he had to get it out. He had no one else to tell.
"What do you mean, 'found him'?" asked Molly.
"Well-," Began Joe. He started to play with his fingers, something he always did when he was nervous. Molly noticed this.
"Joe, don't be scared, you can tell me anything. I promise I won't get mad, I'll understand," Said Molly, wanting her son to tell her what was on his mind.
Joe took a deep breath and tried to refrain from playing with his fingers.
"Mom, I- I don't know how to tell you this." he said, looking up at Molly. He could feel something strong well-up inside his chest.
"Joe, just tell me. You know I'm not going to stop until you do." Molly said firmly, but at the same time letting Joe know that he didn't need to be afraid.
Joe gave a sigh, and closed his eyes.
"Mom, I think I gave Max amnesia," he said, keeping his eyes shut. After a few seconds he opened them, expecting the worst. What he saw was completely different from what he imagined would happened. His mother's expression hadn't changed. She didn't look angry at all.
"Why do you think you gave him amnesia, Joe?" She said, slightly confused,"Did you hurt him?"
The thing inside Joe's chest suddenly evaporated. He was expecting his mom to explode. Now he knew she would never do that.
"Well, I didn't want to hurt him," Said Joe, " I mean, I was playing baseball in the park, I like I told you. Except on the last swing I actually hit the ball."
"Wait, you finally hit it?" Said Molly, surprised.
"Yeah, I was so happy too, you know, since it was the first time. But the ball went so far so I had to go search for it."
"So how does Max fit in to this, Joe?" asked his Mom.
Max gulped. Even though his mom wasn't getting angry, this was still hard for him.
"Well, when I found the ball, Max was laying near it, and he wasn't moving. I got really scared and tried to wake him up. When he did, he told me his name. But after that I got even more freaked out because it was like he didn't know anything. And I mean anything. He didn't even know what a parent was."
"But Joe, maybe he doesn't have any parents. That doesn't mean he has amnesia," Said Molly, "Maybe you just knocked him out by accident."
"Mom, you don't understand. He didn't know what the word parent meant. He had no concept of it. He didn't know what a car was, what grass was, he didn't know anything. I gave him amnesia."
It sounded ridiculous, even to Joe, but he knew it had to be true.
But Molly was still not convinced. Joe didn't know what else to say. He was sure he had given Max amnesia, there was no other explanation.
But Molly still had one more question.
"Joe, if you had given Max amnesia, how was he able to tell you his name?"
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