Clara walked quickly alongside the child named Lily.
Her mind flooded with memories from fifteen long years ago.
Her older sister Alina had disappeared after a terrible car accident.
The police had searched for weeks along the swollen riverbank.
They found no trace of Alina and assumed the worst.
Their mother Rosana had passed away a few years later from sorrow.
Before Rosana died, she gave Clara one of twin gold pendants.
The custom necklaces were made specially for the two sisters.
Each rose pendant was engraved with their mother's name on back.
Clara had worn hers every single day as a memory.
She thought Alina's matching necklace was lost in the river forever.
Clara: How long has your mom lived near the train station?
Lily: As long as I can remember.
Lily: She sells homemade baked goods at a small wooden stand.
Clara: Does she ever talk about her family?
Lily: She says she lost her memory a long time ago.
Lily: She only remembered her name and the name on her necklace.
Clara wiped away a fresh tear running down her cheek.
Her sister had been alive and confused all these lonely years.
They crossed a street heading toward the noise of trains.
The crowd grew thicker as they neared the bustling station.
Clara's heart hammered hard inside her chest with every step.
She wondered if Alina would recognize her face after so long.
They turned the corner onto the crowded station plaza.
Lily pointed toward a small green stall near the entrance.
Lily: Look, there is my mom right over there!
Clara stopped walking and took a deep, trembling breath.