my memory-i did n't lose all of it this time , and what i did lose , yes , it 's back . '' she picked a glossy red curl and twirled it around one elegant finger . he felt his way cautiously up the old wooden stairs , going cold every time one squeaked and wondering what the woman felt about some one who could not carry out a simple task like find a light switch . `` they 're just over that hill , '' dee said . she turned and looked down the walls . 