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"I tried to take my clin sims and failed it due to me using other study material. So I found you all and decided to give you all a chance…I am now registered Respiratory Therapist. I wanted to thank you (LindseyJones) because if it weren’t for you all, I would not be sitting here as an RRT. I passed the first time I took my exam after the LindseyJones study Material.”
Tracy T, RRT
"The LindseyJones seminar helped me understand how the NBRC is wanting us to answer and how to make the right decisions in the right order. It took away my confusion on why I have been missing questions I thought I had been answering correctly. I feel very well prepared for these exams and have gained more knowledge and new skills concerning respiratory care and especially in the area of CRT and RRT exams.”
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"I attended your seminar back in April. I wanted to thank you so much for your help! I passed my TMC on the first attempt with a 136 (the highest I've ever scored), and a week later I passed my CSE on the first attempt!! Lindsey Jones made me feel so prepared, and the questions seemed very spot on to the seminar book. Even if they weren't, your tips allowed me to reason my way to the correct choice. Again, thank you so much for helping me pass my boards!
C. S. RRT
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"Do you know where she is now?" Elias asked, his heart hammering against his ribs.
The painter sighed and shook his head. "She moved away many years ago. To study music in Paris, I think. People come and go, young man. This plaza just holds the echoes."
The next week, Elias was on a plane. He walked into the plaza on a Tuesday afternoon. The fountain was there, weathered and gray, exactly as it had been in the 14-second clip. He stood where he must have stood years ago, holding his phone up to align the physical world with the ghost on his screen.
The file was named IMG_1643.MOV, a dry, mechanical label generated by a smartphone, but to Elias, it was the most important 14 seconds of video in existence. He sat in the dim glow of his laptop, the cursor hovering over the play button. Outside, the city of Chicago was quiet, draped in the heavy silence of 3:00 AM.
Elias sat on the edge of the stone fountain. He didn't find the woman, and he didn't suddenly regain his lost memories. But as he watched the water cascade down the tiers of the fountain, he realized that IMG_1643.MOV wasn't a puzzle to be solved. It was a bridge. It was proof that even when our minds forget, the world remembers that we were there, we were alive, and we were happy.
