Back then, my name was different. Back then, everything was different. Let us call this the story of Before. For the purpose of this story, I’ll call myself Jane. I will call him John, and let’s call them, Jack and Emma Smith. There will be a distinct absence of chunks of dialogue in this story as I don’t remember the exact words that were said and in some cases revealing exact conversations could compromise my identity. I will leave this manuscript with a trusted friend to be published at a later date
I have to echo a previous reviewer: Intriguing! Assumed names? What could have led to that? Something the narrator did or something the narrator knows? And I always like the idea of a story being a manuscript written by the narrator; it lends a sense of realty, I guess, to the first-person perspective.
I don't have enough time to read more tonight, unfortunately, but I will tomorrow!