"You don't remember your own family?" Tara Summer stood up and went to her side, gently pressing her right hand on her shoulder.
"Mmm, I might have been scared at the time; my memory's a bit muddled, and now whenever I try to remember, I get a headache." Emily Stone turned her head to look at her, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly together.
Looking at her serious little face, Tara felt her pain, finally understanding why she chose the University of Miami.
"You went to Miami in hopes of finding clues about your family?"
"Yes," Emily Stone nodded, her hands clenched into fists, "Haha, even though I know it's like finding a needle in a haystack and perhaps even foolish, I still want to try!"
"How is that foolish?" Tara held her hand, seemingly giving her strength, "Everyone wants to be with their loved ones, no matter how difficult it is, right? One should always try. Who knows, maybe a miracle will happen?!"
