It felt like watching a movie. Liza was sitting in the back of a taxi, rushing to the hospital and had all those memories popping up in her mind.
Memories from her childhood, growing up on her parents farm, surrounded by all sort of animals and especially her horses. Memories of her mom cooking or baking in the kitchen, or sitting on the front porch, watching Liza and her brother play, while dad was trying to put up the swing on one of the big trees next to the house. Memories of going over to the pastures with her dad to help him put a fresh layer of paint on them while watching their horses and chatting about the different characters of her four legged friends.
Liza remembered putting up the Christmas tree together with her parents and her brother, sometimes arguing about who would be allowed to put the star up in the end.
She remembered going on little walks with her mom and listening to her while she was pointing out plants or birds, explaining to her which plant was which and what the names of the birds were.
And she could so vividly remember how amazing the freshly baked cookies smelled when coming back from a long winter ride, all freezing and hungry, so ready to have a hot chocolate and one of the super tasty cookies, coming out of the oven.
Her memories were going forward and backward in time while Liza was staring out of the cars window into this grey early evening while the rain was coming down hard.
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