Lee’s in trouble. Probably the worst
he’s ever been in, that the amnesia from a severe fall he took aboard Seaview could be permanent. Jiggs says he’s
polite enough, if confused. But what’s really really scaring the crew and Chip is that he doesn’t appear to have
any affinity for Seaview whatsoever. Doc tries to assure all of us that it’s not there due to the fact that Lee feels
all of 7 years of age or so. But even I know with or without amnesia, our Lee would have ‘something’ with the
boat. But ‘our’ Lee is no longer ‘our’ Lee.
I’m writing this on the first flight
out of Washington that I was able to get on. Seaview’s on a mission that even Jigg’s can’t talk the Navy
out of.
Even food doesn’t seem to help bring
back any kind of memories. Cookie’s tried everything. Even brownies. Nothing is triggering Lee’s recollections.
I’ve contacted Lola Hale in the hopes
that seeing her on a video call might spark things up, and am hoping for good news when I contact Seaview. But my heart’s
not all that optimistic, especially after Doc told me the experts he spoke to (while they examined X rays and asked Lee questions),
were not too optimistic. Lee should be remembering more than the fact that he
thinks he’s 7 years old. Home, the Crane’s, the miserable life before them, something, anything, but he doesn’t.
Only that he feels 7.
I wish I were there. I need to tell him
who I am, what he means to me. And that it doesn’t matter if he’s
lost his memory. That no matter what, he’ll always be…my son.