[ When she sees that satisfied face, a memory very clearly pops up in her mind -- a cookie in her hand, this girl leaning over her shoulder to cheekily take a bite ... and that dreamy, happy smile. ]
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Do you like cookies?
[ A pause. Wait. She asked her a question. ]
Cherry blossoms ... ? Because ... they're pink?
[ ... No, it's more than that, but ... she can't quite remember. ]
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Do you like cookies?
[ A pause. Wait. She asked her a question. ]
Cherry blossoms ... ? Because ... they're pink?
[ ... No, it's more than that, but ... she can't quite remember. ]