Flashback ( PDFDrive )

heart-crushing humiliation. And for lots of Fitzphie eye staring.”
“I’m still not sure what Fitzphie is supposed to mean,” Tiergan
said, “and I don’t want to know,” he added when Ro opened her mouth
to tell him. “But there’s no need for this process to be embarrassing.
You can mask any memories you don’t want anyone seeing.”
“Won’t that kind of mess with the whole ‘finding my mom’s dirty
secrets’ process?” Keefe asked.
“Why would it?” Tiergan countered. “You’re searching for things
you don’t remember—not things you do. And the memories will still be
there either way. You’ll just be flagging them, so to speak, marking
them to make it clear you’d prefer they stay away.”
“So . . . it’s kind of like putting a big sign on anything super
embarrassing that says, HEY GUYS—OVER HERE, BUT ALSO DON’T
LOOK, OKAY? ” Keefe clarified.
Tiergan sighed. “I suppose that’s one way of looking at it. Yes, it
does require any Telepaths to respect the boundary you’ve set. But
since Sophie and Fitz are your friends, I’m assuming they won’t have a
problem respecting your boundaries.”
“Of course not,” Sophie promised.
Fitz shrugged. “Pretty sure I’m better off not knowing what you’re
hiding.”
Keefe smirked. “Yeah . . . probably. But is this going to be some
huge process that requires weeks of practice and reading boring books
and—”
“It’s a simple visualization exercise,” Tiergan interrupted. “It
should only take a few minutes, and it’ll hold for at least a couple of
days.”
“Then what happens?” Fitz asked.