I can not tell his mind!

The genre of my life since childhood was a fantasy. I have seen so many strange things that little by little strange things became normal for me in my life.

I have seen so many strange and scary people that I can not even count them.

It used to be easy for me to tell if a person was abnormal or not, but after getting Agnosia, I can only read people's minds when I have the effort.

When I arrived at the house of Maggie and her husband Jonathan, I was afraid that my story is unbelievable and that he would not believe that his dead wife had ordered this painting for him.

But Jonathan believed. He looked at the painting and brought me a coffee. He asked me again, "Your face is very familiar to me. Did you say that we have seen each other before?"

"Yes, we saw each other in the apartment building of Maggie and her mother. I have been their neighbor for many years."

I recognized Jonathan's face in the wedding movie, and I could still see him vaguely now. There was a black halo around him. I tried to enter his mind while drinking coffee; no matter how hard I tried, I could not.

I was staring at Jonathan, and it was tough to get into his brain. This situation has only happened to me a few times before. I tried to break the guard of his mind. I said, "Are you a doctor?"

- "Yes, I am a surgeon."

Jonathan's answers were too short. After walking around the house, Maggie sat down next to me and said, "I do not know anything about this house. I do not have anything in this house in my mind."

"You have a beautiful house," I told Jonathan. "I'm really sorry about what happened to Maggie."

- "Please don't talk about Maggie anymore."

Jonathan became abnormally angry. I could see the anger in his half-clear face. "I did not want to upset you," I said.

Jonathan's black halo scares me. This aura became more and more every time Maggie's name came up.

Maggie was sitting next to me, right in front of Jonathan, saying nothing. Maybe she was shocked that her husband did not want to talk about her.

I usually see this black halo around people who have a black and evil spirit. I got up to leave. Maggie tried to stop me. I said to Jonathan, "I hope my presence here has not bothered you. I should have given you the loan I had. I hope you do not throw out this painting, like Maggie's photos."

"How do you know I threw away Maggie's picture frames?" Jonathan said with a surprised look.

"Because I can't see them around the house," I replied very calmly.

- "Maggie, with her death plunged me into a perpetual shock. I can not forgive her. I do not understand why. She should not bring this calamity to me and my life. Maggie was pregnant."

This sentence surprised me. So Jonathan knew Maggie was pregnant! I pretended to hear this for the first time. I said to Jonathan, "Was she pregnant? Are you sure?"

- "Yes, I'm sure Maggie was pregnant. She happily told me that we had children. She had no right to kill herself and our baby."

I lowered my head sadly. Jonathan was right, but I still couldn't get into his mind. Maybe it was because of the power of the black and evil halo around him.

I decided to go back home. I went to the entrance and said to Jonathan, "I have known Maggie for many years. She was a responsible, loyal, kind, conscientious, and happy person. Have you ever doubted that Is it possible that she did not commit suicide?"

-"What? She did not kill herself?! Even she left a farewell letter."

I stared at Jonathan for a moment and said, "But I always doubted Maggie's suicide. Now that you said she was pregnant, I was even more skeptical. I'm glad to see you. Thank you for your hospitality."

All my words could not break the guard of Jonathan's mind, and I could not read his mind.

He looked at me and said, "I'm glad to see you too. Thank you for bringing me this painting. Did you say you are Maggie's mother's neighbor? So you have come a long way. Please do not say these to Maggie's mother."

Jonathan closed the door. Maggie was silent. "Jonathan did not miss me. I could tell that from his face," he told me as we walked away from home.

- "Didn't you remember anything?"

- "No, I did not remember anything.

We did not talk until another house. All the way through, I thought about what I had said to Jonathan and seeing that Maggie might not have killed herself. I really doubted.

When we got home, I remembered Jules. Someone I had seen in my neighbor's mind.

I wanted to go and ask the old woman exactly how she knew Jules. But I had no reason to see her.

I was working on my painting. I had to deliver it to the gallery owner tomorrow.

Maggie was sitting on my couch, staring at the night lights from the window. She was so silent that if she had not sat right in front of me, I could not have noticed his presence.

At that moment, the bell rang in my apartment. My neighbor was behind the door. I opened the door. She brought me some of the cakes she had baked.

Maggie was very excited to see her mother. I led the old woman into my house to have coffee together. This situation was the best time to read her mind.

I was making coffee for her when Maggie kept talking to me. She asked me to ask her mother about her. I ignored Maggie. I did not want the old woman to think I was crazy and talking to myself.

I put the coffee in front of the old woman and said, "Thank you for this cake."

- "You have worked so hard for me. I cooked this cake in appreciation of your efforts. I hope you like it."

"Yes, I really like it," I said. I put a piece in my mouth and silently tried to enter the old woman's mind.

Although I could not see any of the parts of the old woman's face, But I could quickly get into her mind. I looked for Jules. I saw Jules in a beautiful room. I could not tell exactly where it was.

I got out of the old woman's mind with her voice.

- "What a good taste this coffee has. It's really delicious," she said.

I wanted to ask about Jules. But I did not know-how. I a leap in the dark and asked, "Do you know Ms. Black? Jules Black?"

The old woman looked at me in surprise. She asked me with the same surprise: "How do you know Dr. Black? Is she your therapist?"

Dr. Black?! Had she become a doctor? At that moment, I did not know what to say. I drank my coffee.