Not all of it.

Not the content — she has no idea what was said and never will unless she reads this.

What she has is a set of specifics that she has repeated, unprompted, four or five times over three years, always in the same order, which is how you can tell a memory is real rather than assembled.

She remembers that the table was “too shiny.”

She remembers that there was a bowl of green apples and that nobody ate one.