[They reach the edge of town and pass by the ruins of a building. He glances at it as they pass by. The cacti fall back. He keeps going until they reach the diner.

He steps inside without a backward glance. He is comfortable here. It isn’t the bar, in town where he feels completely settled. It doesn’t have to be.]

I’ll start with two important facts. Memories do come back. We can’t force them to. If you try to force a memory, it doesn’t end well.

This area can be extremely dangerous. The cacti are the least problem.