"Like a haze in your mind, right?" Rafe asked. "You can occasionally get something from past there but the haze just gets thicker so each time it gets harder. Even when you have all the clues your mind won't recognize it."
It felt good to be able to say this aloud but at the same time, it reminded her of what was happening. Even when she refreshed the memories or even why she loved, or was supposed to love, her parents it was getting harder to hold onto that stuff very easily.