Francesca was released a few days later. Joe left his house early that morning, thinking he'd be first to see his sister.
He was of course wrong. He did beat Kevin though which made him happy.
He found Nick on his old bed looking at a book in his lap. A few big books were beside him.
He walked closer and saw the twenty-five year old had taken out their old family albums.
"She remember anything?" he asked, announcing his presence. Nick glanced up and shook his head.
"No, I came over an hour ago and we chatted. She went to the bathroom so I gathered up the albums" he explained.
"Good thinking little brother" Joe praised him.
Nick smiled. "I just hope it works Joe…she looks so lost…I hate this" he said.
Joe squatted and jumped into the bed and sat by Nick. "Me too little brother" he admitted.
"I'm ruining your lives aren't I?" a voice asked from behind them. Both turned to see a sad young girl.
"No way little sister" another voice said before they could speak.
All three looked to the stairs to see their missing sibling. Kevin crossed the room and gave Frankie a small hug.
She gave him a one armed hug back but there wasn't anything to it like her old hugs.
Kevin shrugged the feeling off and took her hand. "Let me show you something little sis" he said.
Frankie nodded and allowed him to lead her to his beds and guitars.
"These guitars here are my prized possessions" he said and Joe and Nick nodded.
Kevin smiled at Frankie and squeezed the hand he still held. "Joe, Nick and I are a band sis but I'd quit playing forever and sell every guitar I owned if it'd bring your memory back…I'd rather see you smile then play" he said.
Nick and Joe gaped slightly but quickly recovered. "Same for me" Nick said, not to be outdone.
He took Frankie's hand and Kevin dropped his. Nick led her back to his bed but grabbed a remote off a table.
Frankie watched in awe as the bed disappeared as the drums came down.
"Frankie, I'd also rather see you smile then play so I'd give up my drums and that piano to help you" he said.
"I have a tambourine I'll give up and….I'd vow to never do stunts again" Joe said before Frankie could speak.
"Well I'd give up my bed"
"I'd give up my songwriting talent"
"I'd give up my hotness"
"Stop it!" Frankie yelled and they quieted.
"This isn't helping guys…how is giving up your stuff supposed to help me?
"I'm only saying if there was a surgery or something to bring back memory I'd give up anything for the money" Kevin explained.
Frankie shook her head. "Then you'd be miserable Kevin…you all would and it'd be my fault" she said.
"We'd never blame you sis…we love you" Joe said.
Frankie shook her head. "But you'd still be miserable…guys look just forget me and go do your music" she said.
She left them and went downstairs.
"Great job Kevin, you made her feel bad" Nick scolded.
"Yeah bro…well done" Joe added.
"If you two weren't so competitive she'd be fine" Kevin shot back.
The arguing continued and tears ran down Frankie's face as she stood by the middle pole and listened.
'I won't ruin their lives…I'll just run away' she thought. 'Yeah by tomorrow morning I'll be gone…I'll make a new life since I can't remember this one' she decided, proud of her plan.