Claudia Ross pointed at the words above and repeated to Ursula Solomon, "Ross, Ross, it's me. I'm Ross!"
"Ross..." Ursula Solomon muttered along with Claudia Ross.
Finally hearing her mother call her name, Claudia Ross was so happy she nearly cried, "Yes, Ross, I'm Ross, Mom, I'm Ross."
In Ursula Solomon's mind, a little girl's face flashed, but it quickly disappeared.
She looked at Claudia Ross, slowly turned her head, and began to observe something else.
Her mother still didn't recognize her, and Claudia Ross was extremely disappointed.
She then took Ursula Solomon to tour the bedrooms, each entrance blocked off with caution tape, prohibiting visitors from entering, allowing only an outside view.
Ursula Solomon's bedroom was still as it was before, with a splendid camphor wood carved bed, now considered priceless, a vanity, wardrobe, all in their original positions, seemingly waiting for their owner.
