Teacups

A teacup for every memory, that's how it worked for Winter Yeske. Whenever she wanted to remember one, she would fill it with tea and drink, allowing her to relive the memory. Everyday she would gain a memory, giving her 13,149 by the time she died at the age of 36. Her adopted daughter, Veda Yeske, was 16 when her mother took her last breath. She had moved out of the house after that and the government let her keep it through her adoption, making sure that it was untouched.

Now it had been 2 years since Winter died and Veda was 18 and had finally gathered up enough courage to return to the cottage. When she had entered the room in which her mother's teacups had been stored, she had expected all the cups to break or vanish. But there they were, the same way they had been years before.

Thinking it was nothing, she continued looking around until she went into the kitchen where the new teacups would appear. And in the open space was new cups, 730 of them, 2 years worth.