--My POV--
We were all sitting on the couch waiting for someone to think of an idea. We sat in silence for a good 20 minutes, looking at each other, shaking our heads, all of them staring at me, then have all our heads in our hands. No one spoke, no one moved, no one thought of anything. I'm usually good at getting ideas, but I was so sad that this happened to Seth.
I just sat there, waiting for something to happen. Koda walked in front of me with something in his hands.
Koda: here mama.
I took it and looked inside the box. It held pictures, letters, dead roses, post its, dream catcher, some of Seth's clothes he let me borrow, and Koda's necklace. I look up and Koda points to my neck. I look down and spot the necklace Seth gave me. Then it hit me. Koda threw a pillow at my face, -__-, but it made me think.
Me: That's it. Koda, you're a genius!
Jared: we hit Seth with a pillow?
Me: NO! Okay look, * dumps everything in the box, on the table. * You see these? These are memories. I bet if we tell Seth everything, maybe he'll remember. If he doesn't, we'll just have to show him to prove it. Bring back memories, so he can fill in the pieces! Then maybe he'll start to remember.
Leah: and Koda thought of all this?
Jared: well, don't we feel stupid.
Quil: okay, what if he doesn't remember?
Koda: don't doubt my dada!
Quil: Koda, I'm just saying,
Koda: DON'T. DOUBT. DADA!
Quil: okay. I do not doubt anything. But what if,
Everyone but Quil: QUIL!
Quil: OUCH, OKAY!
