The Way Back Home's

Found It

Just then, Libby shows up with Miss Bliss and Remy. Libby carried a small plate containing a piece of strawberry shortcake, Madame Bliss was behind her, and Remy was behind her again with a tray containing five glasses of warm chocolate complete with cream and marshmallows. Farrell knew this was a good time to try a new trick.

Libby approached her two brothers. Remy handed out warm chocolate to all of them. Mrs Bliss sat down with them. Remy chose to stand beside the table.

Seeing Remy, Farrell is disturbed. “You are not a waiter here. Just sit down.”

Remy shakes.

Madame Bliss smiled at him. He moved two glasses of warm chocolate to the next table and invited the chef to sit there. “You can accompany me here.” Remy nodded again. Madame Bliss frowned at her making. Feeling bad, then Remy approached and sat across from the owner of the tea room. Madame Bliss threw another smile, this time at Farrell. “Don't mind us kids, you guys can continue chatting.”

Farrell nodded. “Good. So, I need your help to find the.” certificate

Milo nodded. His hand took a glass and tasted warm chocolate. Mrs Bliss did not lie when she said she would make delicious warm chocolate, which was unforgettable. The taste of chocolate is so concentrated but does not make eneg. There was a faint taste of peanuts and mint mixed in it. Unwittingly, Milo had already drunk it quite a lot. The cream is on her lips now.

Libby giggled for a moment when she saw Milo. When he looked at Farrell, he smiled faintly without saying anything. His hand held the fork and started cutting shortcakes.

Milo put down the glass. With a quick movement, he cut Libby's fork with a piece of cake and devoured it. His sister opened her mouth to protest. But Milo already spoke.“Shhh... Brother Farrell wants to talk, don't be noisy.”

Libby's little lips pursed. He received an empty fork and placed it on the plate.

Similar things are common. Farrell knew there was no need to comment on it. “Alright, we need to find out where the existence of Eden’s Lodge certificate. Only that certificate will return mom to us.” Farrell accidentally didn't see Libby when he said the sentence just now. He doesn't want to talk wrong again. “That certificate was hidden dad somewhere with some kind of magic. Only we can find it.”

“I don't even know how to form a certificate,” whispered Libby. His eyes were staring at the cake on the plate.

“Paper sheet only,” Milo says. “But, how do I do? We are not witches.”

Farrell shrugs. “Entahlah. Maybe we should focus together and think about the shape. Paper sheets in the map, neatly stored out of nowhere.” Farrell reached out. He held Milo's hand in one hand and Libby's tiny hand in the other. “Let's close your eyes and think where will you store important papers?”

Libby was the last to close her eyes. He doesn't know what he's supposed to do. The important thing in his mind was just a father-given doll. The doll that accompanied him played every day and replaced the father he had never met before. That's the precious thing in his mind, not the papers.

A few seconds passed, awkward and lonely. Farrell started to fuss. In his mind, there was not a single shadow formed other than a few sheets of paper in an ordinary paper map neatly stored in a drawer. Where else would he keep important letters? Maybe it would be better to be in the drawer behind the painting or something. There are several paintings hanging in the hallway of Eden’s Lodge. But none of them looked safe. The King size Libby bed looks better.

I don't know where, but the feeling came. Farrell knew his certificate was under Libby's bed, in their room at the front of the inn. Farrell opened his eyes and found that his two younger siblings were also staring at him. They knew!

“Wow. What was that? You guys seen him?” sahut Milo's.

“I think we see the same thing. The certificate is under the bed Libby.” Everything went a lot easier than Farrell's shadow.

“But, that's impossible! I know the inn room is always cleaned after use. Someone should know that the certificate is there.” Milo. “Unless the certificate only appears when we think about it.”

“That's what I want to make sure. It was hidden somewhere. No one knows but us. Maybe... Maybe we can change his place.”

“You mean?”

“We'll do as before. This time, we try to imagine — map it — on this table.”

“I want us to change the hiding location.”

“Ya, same thing.” Milo rolled his eyes. “I'm not sure it will work.”

“We won't know if we don't try.”

Once again, the three Eden closed their eyes and re-imagined the green map containing the certificate. Farrell can imagine the map under the mattress and then circling around. He began to imagine a round table before him now with a certificate on it. The green map swirled. Then, again. That'sallthatis. The green map swirled around as if to make fun of them.

Before long, Milo opened his eyes and laughed. “You guys see that? The map was spinning like a top. I told you, this won't work.”

“Maybe we have to think of a hidden place. A safe place to store important files. Drawer or something.” Farrell gave a glance. He saw a wooden cabinet not far from their position. “It! Imagine the green map is in the top drawer of the white closet there. You guys see, right?”

Libby frowned but dared not protest.

“OK, so we will try it again?” guess Milo.

Farrell nodded. He led his two sisters to close their eyes again. This time it's much easier. There was only one picture appearing in his head. Neon green map with paper sheets in it. This time, his two sisters opened their eyes faster and looked at him.

“No way...” Milo whispered softly while shaking his head.

Farrell walked, a little hesitating, toward the cupboard at the end of the room. Libby followed him out of curiosity. Milo looked at his two brothers while biting his lips.

When opening the top drawer of the closet, it is clearly visible. Map of green neon plastic based. The end is a bit dull inedible age. Libby gasp. Farrell reached out and took out the map. He turned around, raising it a bit high for the others to see.

“You must be kidding me!” exclaim Milo girang. He jumped out of his chair and approached Farrell.

Farrell opened the green map. It contains sheets of lodging certificate paper complete with location plans and other purposes. Curious, Remy and Madame Bliss come closer. Farrell is now not surrounded but the center of attention. All eyes were on him.

“Now what?” ask Milo. His eyes back and forth glanced at the sheet at his brother.

“Sleep.” Farrell looked over with a smile. His face suddenly felt unsettled before.

“Sleep?” Milo let his mouth gap.

“Now it's time to sleep.” Farrell repeated his words. “I'm tired. We all need to rest. Tomorrow will be a tiring day.” He recalled Ruberu's earlier remark.

“Tomorrow, we come with you, ‘kan?”

Farrell did not reply, only giving a slow nod.

At that moment, Milo was aware of his brother's hidden intentions.