Tegan bit her lip, not wanting to share her memories with these strangers. She was a little confused by the whole thing, and glanced over toward the plaque on the wall, unable to read it from where she sat. "Do we just have to do the one? ...just our best one? Or our first one too?"
She took a breath to steady herself, and tried not to think too much. When she finally started talking again, her voice was soft. "My little brother's third birthday. It wasn't that long ago, and all of us went to the park. It was..." her voice trembled a little. "...good."