I finally had time to read Yves Montes yesterday, and I loved it. I was expecting it to be more about the girl than about remembering (I'd really like to know what exactly happened to her), but the issues raised in the story touched me deeply. Personally, I'd probably like to be forgotten, but not to forget. Memories are all we're left with, I would never lose them voluntarily, even if they're painful.
Did you send the story to the photographer? I wonder if you got a response
