"Look, Sara, look what auntie got you?" Halia was awoken by a gentle voice.
"Did she just call me Sara? This must be one of Sara's memories again," Halia thought to herself as she began to look around. She was starting to get used to these memories.
This time, she was at an amusement park and there was a woman walking towards her with ice cream. This woman...she liked this woman, so she smiled happily and accepted the ice cream with her tiny hands.
It was a memory from Sara's childhood. "Yes, people often say that you remember your childhood before you die," Halia thought. "But why aren't I having a memory of my own?"
Halia licked the ice cream. "This is yummy, Auntie" she said. "I've never had this flavor before, what is it?"
Sara had never tasted this flavor before, but Halia knew what it was straight away.
"It's peanut butter," the woman replied with a smile.
