Fake Amnesia, True Betrayal

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After the car accident, I decided to play a little prank on my husband and son. I pretended to have amnesia.

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“Who are you?” I asked, feigning confusion.

A flicker of mischief crossed my son, Alex’s, face. He led the woman standing outside the hospital room to my bedside.

“Mom, these are just some people from church, here to see how you’re doing,” he said, the little stinker.

My husband, Mark, stood silently by, not correcting him. Not a peep.

“We’re so sorry to hear about your accid