Ozzie plopped her butt on top of the table and carefully flipped through the old paper using the pad of her paw, keeping her claws in so as to not damage the delicate sheet. It was more than half-filled. Sometimes, Ella forgot to write down the date, but from the available ones, Lu Yizhou could tell that she had been writing it for years.
Her writing had started as a messy scrawl typical of a child who had just learned to write, and then as years passed, it became smoother and more graceful. Sharing the same sight, the two of them started from page one and entered Ella's mind.
[Blue is the sky's color. Why is the sky blue? I want to draw it pink. Mommy laughs when she hears me.]
[My dolls are named Bianca. Mommy asks why I name all of my dolls with Bianca. I don't know. I just really like that name. It's the most beautiful name in the world!]
'Daddy…' Ozzie's trembling voice echoed in his mind. 'Does Mommy remember me?'
