Andy was the only one who was helping you till the moment you lost your memory, obviously not remembering most of your life, nightmares that happens to you and the relationship with Andy so you call him uncle. One day you sat near the wall that enclosed the benches from the other on the street, looking at the view before you could hear voices from the other side of the wall. It was Andy and the man, who was his colleague, Jeffrey. They actually didn’t know you were there. You continued to sit quietly while you eavesdropped on their conversations. And the topic came up about your memory loss. You heard Jeffrey sighing and asking Andy: ”Are you really okay with it? What if he remembers everything one day and will blame you for not telling?” Andy, hearing the question just muttered in response: ”It’s too complicated. I don’t want to tell him about all the bullshit he was in." He stayed silent before adding something, that has particularly affected you ”But, you know? I miss the old him"