Seattle, Washington
11 years ago
Jiminy found himself sitting in a room in a motel room watching an old Disney movie. It was one of his favorites, actually. It told the story of a young puppet who wished nothing more than to be a real boy. Ironically enough this was August's least favorite Disney movie and he pointed out major flaws.
"Father doesn't have that much hair," he would say. "And Jiminy Cricket is not that round."
"Oh lighten up," Jim said, chuckling.
August was on a laptop computer and it suddenly dinged, causing me to look up to see August's face with a wide grin on his face.
"What is it?" Jiminy asked.
"I found her," August whispered.
"What?" Jim asked.
"I found her! I found Emma! She's in Portland Oregon!"
"That's only a couple of hours from here," Jiminy said, jumping up and packing up his clothes.
"If we leave now we can probably catch her before she goes too far," August said, shutting down the computer and packing up as well.
They ran out to their motorcycles and kick started them, then they roared down the road toward Portland. They were close, they just had to find her and explain everything to her, give her that one little push she needs. Then Jiminy would get his memory backā¦
