The Storms of Deliverance, Second Edition

He was fairly certain that he was in suburban Atlanta, at leastto the extent that he could feel fairly certain about anything.The sun, barely high enough in the sky to reach over thedowntown buildings in the distance and flood the highway withburning yellow light, was over his left shoulder. That signified thathe was traveling northeast. This could be I-85 North. If so, he couldtake Indian Trail to Lawrenceville Highway. At that intersection, heshould find the apartment complex where...
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He was fairly certain that he was in suburban Atlanta, at leastto the extent that he could feel fairly certain about anything.The sun, barely high enough in the sky to reach over thedowntown buildings in the distance and flood the highway withburning yellow light, was over his left shoulder. That signified thathe was traveling northeast. This could be I-85 North. If so, he couldtake Indian Trail to Lawrenceville Highway. At that intersection, heshould find the apartment complex where he had once shared anapartment with his best friend, Manny "Mad Man" McBroom. IfManny was there, he would know what to do. Maybe.When Johnson comes to in a car on the side of the Atlanta highway wearingsomeone else's clothes, he has no memory of how he got there. The last thing heremembers is drinking a beer and watching a NASCAR race in his apartment inBuffalo in 1981. So then how did he wind up with thinning hair and a Georgiadriver's license dated 2008? As he struggles to make sense of the world aroundhim and heal the broken relationships he's left in his wake, he can't help butwonder whether this is simple amnesia or something more powerful at work.Will he ever recover his memories? And if they are all painful, does he want to?