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Please tell Bree that I am here to return this.
She left it unguarded.
And tell her
that she had no right to write about me.
Abby, um... when I left, it was hard,
but I'm back now, and nothing's changed.
I'm worried that I'm making that mistake, too.
-With Danielle. -I thought you guys were good.
Sometimes, I'm not so sure.
Give me one more chance.
I will never do anything to hurt you again.
I'm sorry.
I have something for you,
from the estate of James Nelson.
Excuse me.
Is this, uh, slip 32?
Yeah.
Uh... I think
there's supposed to be a boat here.
Let's see...
Well, you want D32, "D" is for "dry".
I'm kind of shocked
someone's coming by for her.
She's been sitting for 30 years.
30 years?
Yeah.
Well...
that must make you
Mick O'Brien-- new owner?
Yeah, I guess it does.
Guessing you...
probably want to haul her,
strip her for parts?
So...
what do you want to do?
Okay, so, um...
Donovan Wylie's still here?
Well, considering how much he travels,
this might be the longest he's stayed anywhere.
Oh, my goodness...
Your Little League trophies.
Apparently, my parents kept everything.
Mm. No wonder they wanted to clean out their attic.
And now they're filling up mine.
You know, I'm just wondering,
uh, why he's here
at all.
What do you mean?
Well, I mean, doesn't he have someplace else to go,
or a family?
Donovan?
I guess he did. From what he said,
it sounds like he doesn't see 'em much.
Mm.
That's lonely.
Yeah, you tour this long,
you don't know anything else.
You just get used to it.
Keep moving.
But when the tour comes through Baltimore,
you gotta see Donovan's set.
He is an amazing storyteller,
and the audience is singing every word.
When the tour comes through Baltimore,
I'm only interested
in the opening act.
Well, if you play your cards right,
I might even be able to get you backstage.
Mm!
What'd you find?
Just-- Just your letterman jacket...
Ooh! You didn't take this thing off
in high school.
Come on.
Okay, I feel ridiculous.
I think it still looks great on you.
Abby?
Is everything okay?
Uh... Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
I just remembered
that I have a lot of work to do,
so I should probably get going. Okay?
Okay.
I will see you later.
Bye.
♪ The miles are getting longer It seems ♪
♪ The closer I get to you ♪
♪ So I'm going home ♪
♪ To the place where I belong ♪
♪ And where your love has Always been enough for me ♪
♪ I'm not running from you ♪
♪ No, I think You got me all wrong ♪
♪ I don't regret This life I chose for me ♪
♪ These places And these faces ♪
♪ Are getting old ♪
♪ So I'm goin' home ♪
♪ I'm goin' home ♪
Is this a bad time?
Uh, no, I love being interrupted
while I'm trying to work.
Good. No. I mean, I understand.
Would-- when you're done working,
would you mind reading my manuscript?
Why would I want to do that?
Jess read part of it,
and you two are still not speaking.
Oh, no, we're speaking.
Yeah, it's just that the sentences are shorter.
Fine. Okay. She read it.
She thinks it's about the family.
It's not! Okay?
She read a small part,
about a little girl who waits outside
for her mom to come home every night.
Bree, that sounds exactly like Jess.
N-- It's-- It's exactly like
all of us,
which means it's not about her.
-It's about loss.
Hey, Abs.
Jess needs to borrow your camera, please.
Mine's still getting repaired.
I'm taking pictures of the B&B for the website.
Uh, yeah, it's in my closet, top shelf.
On the right.
Oh, I already looked there.
No. It's in my closet.
Gran, you borrowed my camera?
Well, I had
some important business at City Hall,
and I needed one with more of those, um, megapixels.
Should I even ask?
No, not unless you want to be an accomplice.
Come on. I'll show her where it is.
Bree.
Honey.
I don't think it's all you.
I think it's David, too.
He hasn't called her in two days.
And Jess is starting to lose it.
Two days?
They talk, like, every two minutes.
Do you not have a home?
Yeah, but after a week of night shifts,
my refrigerator's empty.
By the way, who made this?
Because it's amazing!
I did.
-Mm! -I'm glad you like it.
And that is my lunch.
You want it back?
Is there more of that?
Yes.
Goodbye, sweetheart.
-Mm. -Don't work too hard, okay?
Oh! Somebody went flying.
Had to. Beautiful day. Tailwind home.
A happy man.
Hey! Getting some work done?
Ah. Not as much as I would like.
So, um...
Connor's, um, staying with Jess, huh?
Uh, yeah, until he finds a place.
Well, good for him.
Dad?
No, no. I-It's...
It was time.
You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Ahem. Lately, I just feel like I can't get away from the past.
Ah.
Well, considering where we live, that's pretty hard to avoid.
What's that?
A letter.
"Trace."
Uh, yeah...
that I wrote...
...a week before Wes proposed.
Why?
Uh, that's just it. I don't... I don't know.
He never opened it?
Hmm! No.
No, and I don't remember what I said.
I just remember, one night, I woke up,
and I started writing and writing and writing and...
So, uh... why do you have it?
You are a horrible guest.
What?
Why? I'm just going over
an amendment to the Endangered Species Act.
Okay, fine, but you're a horrible brother.
Uh, still not following.
When I poured your coffee, I was sniffling.
When I dropped off your quiche, I was holding in sobs.
Cleaning up, I'm trying to be strong.
I thought you had allergies,
or hiccups, or...
Trying to be strong...
Okay, I guess I am a horrible brother.
It's David.
Or, more precisely, the lack of David.
Jess, I'm sorry.
I know everyone thinks that I'm strong,
and put-together,
and driven, and responsible.
Whoa, whoa.
That's-- That's Abby.
I know, but I'm trying to be more like her
when I'm upset.
-Jess? -Yes?
What happened between you and Bree?
What do you mean?
Well, not that I mind.
In fact, I-I like this,
but you never ask my advice.
Ever.
I mean, you did,
when it was only us in the house,
but...
Wait, are-- are you channeling Abby?
Trying.
Bree isn't very good at keeping secrets.
That was actually pretty good.
Thanks.
Listen.
Jess...
everything's gonna be all right.
I promise.
Okay?
And if you let me go get you some coffee,
we can talk about...
David. I just want to talk about David.
Connor?
Yeah?
You actually are a really good brother.
I like them changes.
That something new?
Maybe. I don't-- I don't know yet.
Mark's been pushing me for new material, so.
Mm-hmm.
Most of the time,
people just want to hear me play my hits.
If I start out with something new,
everybody starts wondering why they came out to see me.
How do you handle that?
You got 30,000 people
yelling your name,
you just give 'em what they want.
Finally.
I get to hear the "poor Donovan Wylie"
routine.
What's next?
No Champagne on your private jet?
You interested in finding out?
What are you talking about?
I just got a spot at Stagecoach.
You can join me on my set.
Stagecoach?
That's in, like, two days.
I mean, what? Just pick up and go?
Well, you don't wanna miss this.
48 hours, there and back.
I'll think about it.
Yeah. You will. That's right.
You seem worried.
Yeah. It's what I wrote.
I know.
The end of your play doesn't make any sense at all.
When the woman crushes the rose thing...
at the end?
I-I don't think anybody understands it.
What? It's symbolic
of how the memories of our past become part of...
You know what? It's not important.
It's about my book.
Oh? Oh!
Oh, the book about our family?
Okay, it's not about our f--
Never mind. Never mind!
I was always taught that you write what you know.
How do you know where to draw the line?
You don't. At least, not always.
Oh! That's a horrible answer.
No, it's just an answer
that you don't want to hear right now.
Before every mission,
we were given rules of engagement.
Okay? A line in the sand.
But that's just not how life works always.
You need make it up as you go.
Okay.
What if you think you might've crossed a line?
Ah.
You try not to make the same mistake twice.
Right.
Ms. O'Brien?
Yep!
Oh. Bree, please.
Sierra Van Gheem.
I can't tell you how excited we all are
to have you here.
I mean, we all thought you were living in Chicago.
Yes. Yes, I thought
I was gonna be living in Chicago by now, too.
So, the cast can't wait to meet you,
and I have to ask you
a couple questions about that ending.
Simon?
Um...
What are you doing here?
Bree.
I'm on a publicity tour for Forever Caroline.
Oh, the... um--
I carry it in my store.
It's another best-seller.
Congratulations.
You hated it, didn't you?
No more than I hated It's Always Caroline.
I expected as much.
Good for you.
Um, so, my question still lingers--
what are you doing here?
Uh, I saw that they were doing your play
here in Baltimore,
and I thought it would be fun
to see some local theatre, so...
here I am.
"...Would be preferable
to the devastation in her wake."
So...
you're mad at Bree, too?
Honestly, uh,
Bree's manuscript
is not the first thing on my mind.
Did you know Connor's actually
a really good listener?
Ooh! Talking to Connor, now?
I mean, his advice is horrible,
and he has lots of it, but...
he really knows how to stay quiet.
So I take it that you are thinking about David?
And Bree.
Bree's manuscript is number two for me also.
You know, maybe Bree is right about me.
Maybe I ran away.
Maybe... that's what I do.
You are Fiona.
It makes sense.
No. I am not Fiona.
It's just that everyone thinks that I'm--
Strong, driven, put-together,
responsible?
When I'm pretending to be you,
that's what I think of.
Maybe I'm none of those things.
Maybe...
...being strong is not who I actually am.
That is exactly what I would've done.
I know, right?
Whoo!
Thank you so much, Bree.
No, thank you!
Thank you so much for inviting me.
Of course!
Um, so I have to ask,
how do you two know each other?
Bree called me a hack.
-What? -I did not!
Well, you said my novel was
"page-turning" and "interesting."
Oh, you really did call him a hack.
She then invited me to her bookstore.
-And then? -And...
I was not a good guest.
Oh.
But I was hoping for an opportunity
to redeem myself.
Oh! I love sequels!
Oh, of course, you do.
Well, I will see you guys later.
Okay.
I loved your play.
How the crushing of the rose
symbolized how our pasts
haunt our present-- it's...
Thank you!
Yes!
Well, Bree, it's--
it's been nice seeing you, so--
It's-- what? And that's it?
You're just gonna...
You're not gonna--
Well, I didn't really think
I'd actually see you,
and if I did, I was fairly certain
you would not want to talk to me,
so I'm completely unprepared.
Hmm?
Yeah, which is a lie.
Yeah.
Yeah, I rehearsed and rehearsed,
but I've lost every word, though I'm fairly certain
that "sorry" punctuated multiple sentences.
Oh, well, that sounds
"interesting" and "page-turning".
Right. Yes.
So I'll cut to the chase.
Sending in your manuscript
to my publisher was a mistake.
I am not Martin.
I still would undoubtedly dislike Martin intensely,
and you look absolutely stunning.
Well...
that's not even remotely hackish.
But while our pasts
do, indeed, haunt our present,
I was hoping that
it wouldn't necessarily affect our future.
Oh, look!
It's robber baron Mick O'Brien-- stealing tools.
I left them there
when I was helping Trace with the Bridge.
Well, considering
the fact that you actually were involved
in remodeling the place,
I'm surprised it's still standing.
To be honest with you, so am I.
So... you back in town now?
For a little bit, yeah.
So...
You want to talk about the Trust?
Not really.
I figure
you'll honor the original deal anyway.
Well, it took a while to convince Douglas,
but, ultimately--
But you can be very persuasive?
When I need to be, yes.
But maybe, uh, not very good
when it doesn't suit your interest.
And you're not very good at getting to the point.
I'm just saying that maybe
you didn't try all that hard
to help Connor out.
I tried very hard,
and considering your name is on the door,
maybe you should've owned that mistake.
I have, believe me.
So now you need to sit down with Connor
and clear the air.
And you figured that out how?
From all your years of parenting?
No, but from having the same father as you.
Mick! Hey, Mick!
-Look who's here! -Robin! Hey...
Gosh! What a long time.
I know! 13 years.
I went to visit her in Arizona last year.
Remember that little clinic she started?
15 doctors now.
My favorite part, though, was our hike in Sedona.
And that Red Canyon spa day.
Sounds nice! What brings you back here?
We're heading to Bali.
To renew their vows. Which reminds me...
I have a surprise for you.
-Oh! -Come on. In the car.
What?
Hmm? Nothing.
All right.
I know you're going to tell me to give the letter back.
Uh, yeah. But...
Well...
Yeah, you should probably give it back.
Was that a statement or a question?
It was... a little bit of both.
You know, last night, I saw--
Actually, I don't even know what I saw.
The thing is, is that I remember,
how I was feeling when I wrote this.
It's right when things
were starting to move really fast with Wes, and...
I wanted to tell Trace how I was feeling,
and why I was feeling, and I...
don't remember what I said,
and I'm worried
that maybe I said too much.
Why didn't he open it?
Oh, I wish I'd never, ever found this letter.
And I wish I never saw it.
Two bedroom, one bath, overlooking the bay,
and I could write off the other room as an office.
Does it have a fireplace?
Because if it does, don't rent it.
Uh, no.
But the building has a pool.
-Oh! Hey, Connor. -Hey.
Um, I need to talk to you about boys.
Seriously?
Yes. I need your incredibly valuable advice.
Absolutely.
Being a boy, I am an expert.
Great. So...
I ran into Simon.
You what?
I ran into Simon at my play.
Or, I guess, technically, I guess Simon ran into me.
-Oh! How'd the play go? -He loved the play--
...And he understood the ending.
What was the ending again?
So now I'm starting to feel like
I've been wrong about him this entire time,
and everything that he did.
Wait, so Simon's in Baltimore?
You know, I think I was just not being fair to him
because I saw him as Martin,
and, really, he's nothing like Martin.
So... I might've invited him here.
-You might've? -I might've.
I said it real low, and I don't know if he heard,
so what do I do?
Uh, okay, well, if you call, email, or text,
it's a double invite,
which would make you look desperate.
But if you don't do anything at all,
and he didn't hear from you, then you miss your chance.
So if you want to see him again,
and he did or didn't hear,
then, well, you have to--
Accidentally text him as if he's someone else,
then apologize.
When he texts you back, text him again
as if you're super-excited to hear from him,
then turn off your phone,
wait one hour,
and see what happens.
Thank you!
You're welcome.
Hello, Trace.
Dad? What're you doing here?
Last box, I promise.
Your mother and I found some of your old baseball cards.
The place is looking good, Trace.
Thanks.
Something to drink?
Coffee?
Yeah.
I can't believe you kept those old cards.
I got something to show you.
-Oh, yeah? -Mm-hmm.
Reggie Jackson, 1969.
You bought me that
for my 11th birthday.
I remember. "Mr. October."
Here. Let me see that.
Talk about ambition.
He left everything in Oakland
to make it in New York.
I think that's why you liked him so much.
Must've been.
You know, Trace...
I know why you collected these old cards...
'Cause it was my thing, too, right?
Gave us something to talk about.
Yeah.
Honestly?
Deep down,
I thought you were gonna make it.
Let me see these cards.
All right. Who you got there?
I mean, these are mint condition.
Dennis Eckersley. Remember that side-arm?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That was not-- Hey! That was not the worst part!
When I started to learn the alphabet,
Kevin would come into my room every night
and teach me my A-B-Cs.
Oh, that's not bad! That's actually nice.
Right?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. How's the song go?
"A, B, C, D, E, F, P?"
Yeah, it's funny now,
but it was humiliating in kindergarten.
Yeah, but he got me back.
He put the red food coloring in my soap
before my date with Betsy Will.
Yeah. She asked me if it was contagious.
Okay, well...
the day I became a firefighter,
I stayed at my parents' place
on a blow-up mattress,
and in the middle of the night,
my brothers picked it up
and put it in the pool.
Classic.
-That's a nice wake-up call. -It was November...
...and they took out the plug.
No stories, Danielle?
Mm... not really.
My brother and I kind of just stayed out of each other's way.
Ah, well, we should do this again sometime.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah. Although, next time,
maybe we should do it in Baltimore.
You must know some places, Danielle.
Maybe, it's just-- it's so hard to find the time.
I'm literally working every night this week.
Really?
Yeah, I literally haven't left the office before 10:00.
Well, hey. I know what that feels like.
Have your picture taken with our beloved Mayor,
and make a wish!
Hey!
Ooh. Thank you.
Four? Okay, here you are.
Make it good.
Looks like it's going well, huh?
Great!
I hear that, uh, Robin is back in town.
-She is. -Ah.
We're having lunch with Mick and Thomas.
Oh, good.
Come on, why don't you join us?
I don't think so.
Why not?
Nell, it's been 10 years.
I know she'd love to see you.
You know, I-I have to w--
I have to wait for Abby and for Trace.
And then there's a whole bunch of errands
that I really must run today.
But you enjoy, okay?
Okay.
Oh! Welcome. Here you are.
Four wishes for you...
Make 'em good.
There she is. Fun times.
Hi, Gran!
Oh! You're late.
I'm sorry.
Aw. Thank you for coming, Trace.
Yeah, of course.
I appreciate you being here.
No problem. It's good to see you.
Thank you.
You're leaving?
Well, you know...
Politicians need to be the stewards of the community,
and they need to follow the will of the people.
Gran, what?
Well, I think, Begosh and Begorrah,
that our beloved Mayor
needs to follow my lead.
You have fun, okay?
Okay.
How did she rope you into this?
She gave me my schedule,
When I told her I had plans, she told me I didn't.
Right.
Here you go.
Hey. Ahem.
Do you ever think about
what would've happened if I had come back
from New York?
Sometimes.
Like, what would've happened
if you hadn't found out I was with Wes?
Or...
what if we had actually talked,
when you came to New York?
I don't know.
Maybe we'd be different people.
But something tells me I'd still be here with you.
Really?
Really.
And happy?
Obviously.
I mean, we're happy now, aren't we?
Mm-hmm.
Abby, no matter what happens,
or how crazy it gets on the road...
I'll always be there for you.
You know, you could buy a book.
-Do I get the family rate? -Yep!
-Nice. -Retail, plus 10%.
Wait. What?
Yeah. I got to pay for the place.
Hey, how was your, um, double date, by the way?
Oh, it was great. It was totally great.
Anyway, I gotta run.
I want to stop by the fountain
before I pick up the keys to my new place.
♪ Awesome! ♪
-Oh. Hello. -Hello, Connor.
Cheerios.
I don't think he knows what that means.
So you did hear me.
No. No, I didn't...
but I did enjoy the series of texts,
especially the part
where you undoubtedly turned your phone
off for an hour.
I didn't do that.
-No? -Mm-mm.
-Hmm. -No.
-Oh, really? -No.
Um, so, what's new?
Are you writing "Eternal Caroline"?
"Carry On, Caroline"? "Caroline in Carolina"?
Wrong on all three counts,
though I might actually write that last one.
No, I'm actually taking a break from Caroline,
penning a new novel.
Definitely a more serious work.
Dublin's Last Sunset.
Yeah, a purely uninteresting and decidedly uncommercial piece
that will most assuredly fail.
Really?
Mm-hmm.
Good for you.
Well, thanks to you,
I will be broke, homeless,
but artistically satisfied.
Thanks to me?
I think it was the multiple times being called a "hack"
by a fabulously talented writer.
By the way,
I love the new place.
I know!
So the actual ceremony is called
the mekala-kalaan,
which we're going to do at sunset in Bali.
Oh, so romantic.
That's where you had your honeymoon, right?
-Yep. -What's it been?
Can it be 30 years already?
30.
And after Bali, what then?
I'm gonna spend
as much time as I can in Arizona--
I'm gonna adjust my schedule to be with Thomas.
Good for you.
I'm sorry. This is our travel agent.
Oh, you know what?
I just realized, I forgot to make a phone call.
Be right back.
Some things never change.
Nothing really changes around here either, does it?
Wow, 30 years, Robin.
That's pretty wonderful.
It is, but it's been tough.
I mean, I think we spent the majority of our marriage
trying to figure out how to save it.
So, why'd you stay married?
Because we love each other.
Neither one of us wants to give up on a good thing.
I'm happy for you.
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
So, um, is that why you came back here?
What?
Mick? Me?
No.
I just came back for the kids.
Really.
When Abby came home,
we all just managed to find our way back here.
Yeah? That's... That's all?
Yes. That is all.
Okay.
So what prompted you guys to try again?
Well, I started to think about it
when I saw Megan back in town.
Yeah, but we're not together anymore.
I know, but still...
it was a chance for something.
Then Robin and I started to talk,
and I realized that we deserve something more.
But you tried before.
This time, we're gonna try harder.
What?
Well, it just seems
that after 30 years of trying harder, you--
Same thing over and over again,
expecting different results--
definition of insanity?
Something like that, yeah.
Thanks for the support, Mick.
Hey, what do you think of a purging ceremony?
What?
Well...
Day three.
David still hasn't called,
which means he probably fell off the face of the Earth,
which isn't flat, I know,
but I wonder if I could just take all my problems,
put them in one place,
set them on fire,
and then... poof!
They'd be gone.
I don't think it works like that.
I know.
But it'd great, wouldn't it?
Oh, yeah.
It would be great.
What do you think, Kev?
Purging ceremony?
Throwing all my troubles into a fire
and setting them free?
Yeah, I've tried that, but it doesn't work.
People always have...
secrets.
How are you guys doing?
Good to see you again.
Have a good night.
How's it going?
I got the jet... wheels up at 9:00.
You coming or not?
About that. Um...
I don't think it's such a good idea
for me to leave right now.
Trace...
you know, people tell 'emselves
all sorts of things
to make them feel better about their lives.
Maybe you're not helping anyone.
Maybe you're just hurting her.
I don't know about all that.
I mean, I stayed in Chesapeake Shores
for one reason.
Abby. She's the love of my life.
Yeah, I know.
You're not gonna give up.
You and Abby are gonna make it work.
Trust me.
You're me... 20 years ago.
And you're happy now?
It's all I ever wanted.
I'm doing it.
I wish somebody told me back then
what I'm gonna tell you now.
Sometimes...
it's better to just pull the Band-Aid.
Tim... Luke... Willie?
It's a real nice jet, Trace.
Free Champagne.
Maybe the last one will be
"Bon Voyage, Caroline."
Or "Rest in Peace, Caroline."
Oh, even better.
How are you, Bree?
I'm...
fine.
You know, not great.
Editing the novel has been...
tricky.
How so?
Well...
I'm one for two
with my family reading themselves into my characters.
Two for two when Abby reads it, I'm sure.
But they're not them.
But they are...
in a way.
And that's fine.
You write what you know
and you're close to your family.
I'll remember that
when they run me out of town.
Look.
I know that you would never try to hurt anyone,
and in time,
maybe your family will see that, too.
Is that what happened with yours?
Lucky for me, when I wrote The Red Palace,
my then-obsession with the Russian Revolution
was so off-putting
I don't think anyone in my family
got past page 24.
Oh, I knew I should've written about the Ming Dynasty.
Ah! Ooh!
Didn't mean to scare you.
Ahh. How was your lunch?
I was great,
and I brought you some cherry pie.
Ooh! Thank you, Megan!
You know, I thought sure
that this would get the Mayor's attention.
The poor guy.
He never should've picked a fight with you.
Oh, ho, ho, ho. Ahh. Well.
So you think at some point, maybe,
you might want to talk to Robin?
Why?
Because she's here.
She's not here.
Not really.
Not for long.
Maybe this time will be different.
Megan, you know, you have to...
you have to close a lot of doors
before you can open a new door.
Mm-hmm.
And it seems to me like Robin and Thomas
are always opening the same door.
And that's why you don't like her?
I don't dislike Robin.
She's-- She's a good woman--
Mm-hmm.
It's just that, as a parent-- I'm a parent--
and I want more than anything in the whole world
for my child to be happy.
And I don't think Robin ever has,
ever could,
or ever will, do that.
Your pie.
I'm sorry. Thank you, Megan.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
How's it going?
Good! Hey.
The four of us should get together again.
That was fun.
Can you take over for a second?
Come here.
You know, the other day, when I went to Baltimore
to drop Bree off at the theater?
Yeah?
I saw Danielle come out of a restaurant with some guy.
So?
Well, the other day, when we were at Sally's,
she said that she never left the office.
Just an expression.
Yeah.
But they seemed close.
Ah, maybe it doesn't mean anything.
I don't know.
But you're my brother.
I don't want to see you get hurt.
Okay, so let me get this straight.
You see my girlfriend coming out of a restaurant with a guy,
automatically assume she's cheating on me,
and you don't want me to be hurt?
I never said that she was cheating.
I'm just... telling you want I saw.
I'm just trying to protect you.
Oh, protect me? Right.
Well, thank you.
Thank you very much, Kevin.
Oh, and hey, while you're at it,
you should keep an eye on those two.
They've been scoping out the coins
at the bottom of the fountain
and I think they're about to make their move.
You know, the other day,
when you asked me if everything was fine,
and I said it was...
um...
it wasn't.
I've been thinking a lot about the week before Wes proposed.
Abby...
we don't have to go back there.
I like where we are.
Yeah, me too.
Me too.
But...
when we were going through your boxes from the attic,
I found this...
You never opened it.
I got it when I came back from New York.
I didn't want to. I...
I didn't see the point.
Weren't you curious?
I was.
But I saw the way you looked at Wes and...
I just wanted you to be happy.
Whatever you wrote,
it wasn't gonna change anything.
But you kept it.
Because it was from you.
So...
Do you want me to open it?
No.
Okay, well, then what do you want to do with it?
It's time for us to let go of the past.
There.
Okay.
Yeah.
Okay.
This is a new one. I hope you like it.
♪ 15 years Was the time it took ♪
♪ To fill the pages Of this book ♪
♪ And though what's written Can't be changed... ♪
That's the last one.
Wonderful.
-Thank you very much. -Thanks.
Have yourself a great day.
Ooh!
Hey, Danielle, how are you?
Yeah, I just signed off on the new place.
I miss you.
Uh, do you want to get together tonight?
Okay. Well, tomorrow then?
Oh. Okay.
Well, I'll give you a call tomorrow afternoon,
and we'll figure something out.
Okay. 'Kay. Bye.
So how are you doing?
Okay, I guess.
Connor's not doing so well, though.
He's somehow turned this into blaming me.
Yeah, sometimes, doing the right thing stinks.
Hey.
♪ ...But love ain't always a fairy tale ♪
Thank you.
♪ The dreams and magic fill the air ♪
♪ But love ain't always a fairy tale... ♪
Sorry!
♪ But if you take a look ♪
♪ Inside that storybook ♪
♪ You just might find Your happy ending ♪
The last time we were boxing books,
things didn't turn out exactly as I'd hoped.
Oh, well, now that we are unboxing books,
how would you like it to turn out?
If I was writing it,
I would leave it open-ended
so there could be a sequel.
Hey. I love sequels.
I know you do.
Maybe, instead of a sequel, though,
we could just
add a few more chapters.
So, the story does continue?
I mean, I am kind of intrigued to see what could happen.
Yeah. So am I.
I much prefer stories with a happy ending.
Oh, you think that's where this is going?
Well, this is a first draft.
I'm hopeful.
It does read well.
Honestly?
I think this is some of my best work.
[Jess, shrieking]: He misses me!
Ahh! I got a letter!
He was traveling and he didn't have a signal!
Oh, did I just interrupt?
I totally did.
I can wait,
unless you don't want me to?
Wow! This is really awkward.
Hi, Jess.
David's inviting us to Maine
to meet his parents!
Us?
No. Bree and me.
Me?
Okay, they didn't really invite you,
and I don't really want to be around you right now,
but I need you,
and you owe me,
so I'm inviting you.
Oddly, that makes sense.
Maine!
-Yeah! -We're going to Maine.
So, uh... Maine?
Apparently.
I didn't realize
they put a sail on the S.S. Minnow.
That's funny.
That's very funny.
You should try comedy.
How'd you find me?
Unless you're planning
on floating your bedroom in the bay
or you're terrified
of barnacles growing on your front door,
there's really no need
to coat your home in anti-fouling paint.
What do you think?
Ah, it's nice.
It's gonna need a lot of work.
How's the electrical and the pumps?
A mess.
The, uh...
the deck and the joints?
-Worse.
You know, I'm still angry.
Yeah, I know.
You have no right
to tell me how to live my life.
You're my brother.
What about your son?
Connor's a whole different story.
You remember Dad's?
Pearson 38.
Loved that boat.
It's the only time I'd ever get talk to him.
Well, more likely,
the only time he'd ever talk to me.
Yeah.
How's the rigging?
Rotten.
But, you know, like all boats,
there's always something to do.
Ain't that the truth.
But it's going to be good.
It's gonna be good.