CiTyGrL0912- Hey, I mentioned before, this story is a Frankenstein monster. I'm trying to chase it down, but it's running too fast. I'll catch it one of these days… but I don't know how many chappies I'll have by then.

be234therz- Wow… so you're relating to this story. Wow. Yeah, I have memory issues, too. That is, not medically, but I just usually can't remember anything (like when I'm taking tests?)… but I guess that's the same for lotsa people, huh? Anyway, I'm rambling. Thanks for the review!

Well, you nice, lovely people, the reviews are mucho appreciated.

Keely stood, looking into a fountain. She had been thinking of that book Phil had given her. It was almost scary, looking at those pictures. It was like looking into somebody else's life. Her thoughts were interrupted when she turned and ran straight into a teenaged boy carrying a few bags.

"I'm so sorry!" Keely gushed, helping him pick up his dropped parcels.

"It's alright," the boy responded. Keely saw that he had somewhat long sandy blond hair, green eyes, and wasn't much taller than her.

"Are you okay?" she asked, trying to find a way to stop staring at him.

"Yeah, you?"

"Oh. Yeah… Do you need any help with that?"

"You can, if you're not doing anything else."

"Sure. Glad to help, er…" Keely realized that he'd never revealed his name.

He realized this at the same time, and said, "I'm Robert."

"I'm Keely," she replied, taking one of the bags from him, and they continued to walk to his house, which was on the way to hers.

There were as many butterflies in Phil's stomach as there were in the hydrangea bushes along the sidewalk, as he eagerly anticipated Keely's return. He wasn't sure if he was going to follow through with it in the end, but he had certainly planned everything through.

Soon, the object of Phil's affection rounded the corner…

…with another guy. Phil turned around, and saw Ashley watching them slowly mosey up to the house.

"Hey," Phil said, "could you ask about that guy?"

"I was going to anyway…" Ashley said, a suspicious look on her face. Keely came in, and greeted them both.

"Keely," Ashley began, "who was that guy?"

"Oh, Robert? Oh, I met him, like an hour ago. He's really nice, and funny… and cute…"

"That's great… but… why were you with him?"

"Well, I was helping him carry some stuff to his house, and he walked me home, and…"

"And…?"

"We're going on a date Friday night!" Keely squealed.

Ashley looked back at Phil, and he saw that her face of surprise and bewilderment matched his. "Just like that?" Ashley asked.

"Yeah… Robert's a great guy."

"I guess a guy must be very charming or very manipulative to get a date if he's only known a girl for an hour," Ashley said.

"Shut up," Keely said. "You're just jealous," she added, airily.

"Well that's just ridiculous," Ashley responded. Keely shook her head, and mounted the stairs, as Ashley returned to Phil. "You okay?" she asked, bending over slightly to look into his eyes directly.

"Yeah," Phil said, clearly not what he claimed to be.

"Phil, I've been with enough guys to know when they're lying."

Phil frowned. "Well… I mean… I guess she'll never really remember me, huh? I mean, I was thinking maybe of kissing her to see if that would get her memory back, but if she's going out with somebody… I probably shouldn't."

"Please, Phil," Ashley replied, "you just have to dig up her memory of her. I mean, if Dad hadn't broken Mom and Jerry up, then you wouldn't even be in England, trying to win back Keely."

"So… you're saying that I should try kissing her, even if it doesn't work and this guy breaks up with her?"

"Dad broke up Mom and her old boyfriend. And that's the only reason I'm here… though Bonnie insists that I'm the result of Mom's old relationship…"

Phil looked at the tall, brunette girl that was Ashley, and, while a part of his mind agreed that Bonnie may be right about the parentage of Ashley (considering the fact that Ashley was the only one in the family with auburn hair, and was at least three inches taller than the next tallest person in her family), most of him was thinking that kissing Keely wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, there would only be one way to find out if a kiss would bring back her memories.

"I think you're right…" Phil said.

"See, I keep telling Bonnie that Dad's dad had dark brown hair, but she always points out that Jerry--"

"About the kiss," Phil cut her off.

"Oh… So you're going to go through with that?"

"Yeah… hopefully soon, too."

Phil went outside to get some fresh air, while Ashley thought long and hard about how long Mom and Dad were together before she was born. She was almost positive it was 20 months… or was it eight? Maybe she was off by a year…

Phil had problems of his own. Now that she had a date with somebody, he'd have to approach this situation much more carefully.

That is, if he had the guts to approach it at all.

But up in her room, Keely wasn't the happiest person in the world for too long. She noticed the book, sticking out of the shelf. She opened it, and seriously considered trashing it.

She walked over to her trash can, and paused when she saw Phil outside, pacing on the front walk. She looked back down at the book, then out at Phil.

Slowly, she walked and put the book in the closet. Then, looking back out the window, wondered if she should see if he was alright. Eventually, she made up her mind, and left the room.

The time has come to press that purple magic button. You know what to do. So what are you waiting for?