The old woman is an Alzheimer's patient in a nursing home, and does not even acknowledge her daughter and son-in-law who are visiting. But her mind is not as inactive as people believe. She doesn't respond to her daughter's attempts to talk to her, but her mind conjures up memories of the life that she once lived, of the child she once was. Her vacant stare belies the images, the activity, that stories that reverberate inside her head. For her, these mental images are very real; so real, in fact, that when her daughter and son-in-law leave, she, slowly, methodically, gets up, inconspicuously walks out of the nursing home, and goes in search of them.