[Clary's fingers curl around the hem of the white blanket draped over her legs. She watches the woman carefully while listening to the steady sound of the machine to her left.
beep beep beep
She shakes her head as a fuzzy image rises to mind. It's her mother, or she thinks it's her mother. They have the same red hair, eyes but for all their similarities Clary would describe her mother as beautiful and strong. Clary felt short of that, often times landing on cute and stubborn. Pepper was there, smiling at the pair of them as Clary ran through the yard.
She blinks pulling herself out of the memory. That's her, isn't it? It feels weird but she remembers. Just a little bit.] Jocelyn is my mothers name. Do I... know you?
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beep beep beep
She shakes her head as a fuzzy image rises to mind. It's her mother, or she thinks it's her mother. They have the same red hair, eyes but for all their similarities Clary would describe her mother as beautiful and strong. Clary felt short of that, often times landing on cute and stubborn. Pepper was there, smiling at the pair of them as Clary ran through the yard.
She blinks pulling herself out of the memory. That's her, isn't it? It feels weird but she remembers. Just a little bit.] Jocelyn is my mothers name. Do I... know you?