Simon Baker, 86, aging rapidly in an aged care facility. Just an ordinary man, coming to the end of an ordinary life…

Except something else tickles the edges of his mind—of his memory. If only he could remember his real identity. Before time runs out. 

A quiet science fiction tale about the importance of memory, that resonates with anyone who’s ever watched a loved one fade away.

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Forget

He sits staring out the window, silent for the first time in weeks. They back out and close the door, taking their whisperings to the corridor.

If he could still feel, he’d be glad.

It is strange, this not-feeling. He can’t remember ever being so tired. He can’t remember…

No, that’s just it. 

He can’t remember.

Remember what?

What?

He has forgotten. He is as good as senile. We are safe.

Not all the memories are gone, of course. He knows that the building in which he now lives is some sort of aged care facility. He knows that the people who gather to whisper behind his closed door are mostly relatives, with a smattering of nursing staff and press.

He knows who he was, too. Simon Baker, 86, former proprietor of Deane, Baker & Sons. 

But no. That’s what he did, not who he was.

Who was he again?

He can’t remember.

Remember?

What?