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Previously on When Calls the Heart There's been an accident. It's Nathan.

He's got some external injuries. Most concerning is a brain concussion. Hope

Valley now has a duly elected mayor. I won!

I could use some help.

Are you in trouble?

Not yet. But I would like you to consider becoming the managing editor of

the Valley Voice.

Mama, do I have to go to church? When? Ever again.

It's been said by many that good things come to those who wait.

If I never regarded that as being true before, I certainly do now.

Today, my novel has arrived in the town that inspired me to write it.

And while I am excited, I can't help but feel anxious over sharing these stories

with those closest to me, anxious over what they might see in me, as well as in

themselves, whether truth or fabrication.

Sometimes people confuse the two.

Thank you very much.

How would you like this signed?

Make it out to the one that got away.

That's N-A-T-H. Uh-huh.

It is a pretty good inscription.

I see you're getting back to your old self.

How's the arm doing?

Still giving me a little trouble.

You're back to duty?

Bill's still on boards.

Well, if there's anything we can do.

No. I'm actually headed to see Newton.

I just hope he remembers me. It's been a while.

Elizabeth!

Oh, this is so exciting!

But I wish the Valley Voice had a camera so we could chronicle all the

festivities. But that is an expenditure we absolutely cannot afford at the

moment. Especially in light of the fact that we have recently brought on a

second employee.

No! A managing editor.

Well, Lee!

Well, you must have your hands full. Oh, I do.

I hope you enjoy my book.

I'll let you know.

Nathan!

Rumor had it you were up and about a lot sooner than I'd like.

I can't stand being picked up.

Besides, I was thinking of riding out to Rock Creek to see Ellen. Out of the

question.

She's been gone a month.

Okay, I know that you miss her, but as your doctor, believe me, being on

horseback would not be good.

And if you won't listen to your doctor, listen to your friend. Molly, you have

got to stop.

Ned, if I may, just for a moment. You're really being perpetuous. Am I?

Juliet's brilliant red hair hid beneath her faded blue bonnet, and she was

demure yet excitable, with an eye for some of the more eligible bachelors

about town.

Thank you, Ned.

Clearly, Elizabeth has based this coquette on me, or what she regards me

to be. Oh, goodness sakes.

We all have too much to do than to wait here in this line.

We'll ask Elizabeth to inscribe our copies later, shall we?

Ned, darling.

Ladies.

Walden.

Judge Avery.

Hello again.

I was just on my way to your office.

Oh, sorry. I missed you.

Leave me a note.

I understand.

Consolation's in order.

You're losing bid to remain mayor?

Is there something you want?

As you're aware, I represent the concern that's building the foundry. Ah.

That's why they've barely been any progress out there.

Yes. They have had some problems.

The harsh winter didn't help as well.

However, it's full steam ahead, and I'm back to see that things resume without a

hitch. I doubt it.

Well, Mayor, you were disinclined to do business with me.

I thought now perhaps we... Well, you thought wrong.

Now, I can't run you out of town for no reason, but while you're here, I can

make sure you're not a danger.

Your gun.

I have the right to arm myself.

It's a very friendly town.

One way or another, we will be doing business.

I don't think so

Coop is almost ready.

Here's your cane.

Thank you, Mama.

Coop, put a nickel in it.

Don't forget your lunch, baby.

Thank you.

I'll start on ahead.

Cooper, you'll have to catch up. Have a good day, baby girl. You too, Daddy.

Angela, Angela, wait.

Oh, son.

Your lunch pail.

Thanks. I almost forgot.

No hug? No time.

You're growing up too fast.

Well, at least your girl still speaks to me.

I miss my boy, Minnie.

I do.

I have an idea.

OK. I can't be late for work, though.

I was about to say, why not ask Cooper to come along someday?

It'll give you two some time together.

Minnie, that is a good idea.

You know, the longer you're married to me, the smarter you get.

Is that so? Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Come on. You're making progress.

Try telling Newt that.

I didn't think you'd get him over here from the stables.

Well, I've done easier things in my life.

I think I re-injured my arm.

You sure this is such a good idea?

I don't know.

His flank is healed, but he won't come near me.

He did the same thing with me and Elizabeth.

Seems the only person he trusts right now is Mae Sue.

Newt, come on. Hey.

Come on.

All right.

Let's go.

Come on, Newt.

Here we go. Easy. Come on.

Rain fell rhythmically on the tin roof while Elsa tried to still her mind over

the events of the day.

This is boring.

She's coming.

I don't want it.

Don't give it back to me.

Uh-uh. I wasn't even listening.

Good morning, children.

Good morning, Mrs. Thornton.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

My, aren't we all well-behaved.

Angela? Yes, Mrs. Thornton?

You have my book on your desk.

I do?

Tammy.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm reading it. That is, someone's reading it to me.

Well, why don't I read it for a while?

One of my favorite portions, in fact.

It was the end of another cold winter day as Elsa waved goodbye to the

children. But she wasn't shivering, and this routine felt as new as ever.

Wondering why, she realized it was the children.

She considered them her children, and every one of them filled her heart with

joy.

Excuse me.

Nathan, give me a moment. I'm finishing a prescription.

Sure.

Stop by to check on Newton this morning.

He's doing so much better.

Not that I can see.

Although Bill tells me it's different for you.

I'm wondering, what is it that you're doing to help Newt?

I'd be glad to show you.

You could just tell me. It starts with being patient.

Okay. I see that you're busy. I'm sorry I bothered you.

Nathan.

Look, I realize that my handwriting isn't exactly something to write home

about. It isn't your handwriting.

Uh, so... This headline.

Seems like duck soup for Hickam.

You know, duck soup. Something easy.

Uh-huh.

Look. When you first asked me to write this story, I wasn't sure how I felt

about that. And not because I lost the election to Michael. It's just, I've

never done anything like this before.

And I think it kind of turned into duck soup for me, too.

Well, that's good, sweetheart.

Because you are proving to be a very big help here. Good. Great.

Never mind me trying to write all the pieces myself.

It's a breath of fresh air reading someone else's writing.

Well, is there another story that you want me to try and tell you?

Well, hold on.

From the headline all the way to the last line,

your piece is quite uncommon.

Is that a bad thing?

Not necessarily bad.

So it's a good thing?

Not necessarily good.

Okay.

Sweetheart, is there a...

Is there a technique or something that you want me to follow?

All right.

Your spelling leaves something to be desired.

But, Lee, your writing is unlike anything I've read in the newspapers

around here. Your style is bold, brazen even.

Not unlike something that could be attributed to Arthur Brisbane, who has a

similar kind of forceful flair. Arthur Brisbane from the Chicago Herald. He

believes if you don't hit the reader between the eyes...

With the very first line, there's no need to write anymore.

Fantastic. Because that's what we're trying to do, right?

Smack them right between the eyes so we stand out from all the other papers.

Yes, but... to stand out this much,

sweetheart... I'm not sure I can publish your piece.

I know you worked very hard.

It's okay. I understand.

Lee.

Wait.

I'm just going to go for a walk. I will be right back.

Oh, uh, Henry, I'll see you later today.

You will?

Your physical.

That was with Carson.

Well, unless you're going to Baltimore.

Right.

I'll see you later.

Tell me something.

Elizabeth's character of Juliet.

Oh, Molly, I haven't even had time to begin reading Elizabeth's book. Then I

suppose I shouldn't ask you about Dr. Flora Hartner.

Dr. Hartner? She arrives in town on page... 15.

If we're going to surprise Miss Thornton tonight, we have to make sure that the

timing is perfect.

Am I boring you?

A little more.

A lot of people worked hard to keep this book party a secret, and I would very

much like to have it be memorable. Wait, wait. May I go? Please. Yes. Go.

If Gustav weren't my cousin.

Gustav's your cousin?

Why do you think he's still here?

Yeah.

I couldn't make out your note.

My pen went dry.

I was wondering if you've decided whether you'll stay on with the oil

company should the sale go through.

Well, I can't say that I have.

I received a phone call from Jerome Smith, and apparently he said that you

told him it would be imprudent for him to move ahead without me. I don't think

his investors will want to close the deal if you're not a part of it.

My sense is that you and I have all the leverage in this one.

I appreciate that.

I'll walk you out. Great.

This town's poised for big changes.

Speaking of which, I heard that the Foundry's finally starting construction.

And if our deal falls through with Smith, Walton says the Foundry will be

interested in talking with us.

I'm not sure any good will come from our new mayor talking with him, though.

You're probably right.

Boy, when Joseph takes on a job, he really doesn't waste much time, does he?

Lee, I want to publish your article.

You do?

Mm-hmm.

You want to publish my article. Well, what changed your mind?

Well, like it or not, the world has become more blunt and unvarnished when

it comes to what people say.

And, well, here are a few examples by way of...

reviews of Elizabeth's book.

Oh, dear.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, boy.

What do we do?

We? We don't do anything. You were the editor-in-chief.

I am also Elizabeth's friend.

I know, I know.

Well, I guess we could publish the good ones and toss the rest.

Elizabeth!

Hi.

Hi. Miss Thornton's work lacks depth and nuance.

It merely scratches the surface of anything meaningful or profound.

Reviews are just opinions.

Yeah, opinions.

They mean nothing.

Are they all this bad?

No. No, no, no. They're not. There are some good ones here.

It is an editor's job to verify facts, correct any grammatical spelling,

punctuation errors. It is also an editor's job to... modify.

I take the good with the bad.

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry.

You know what hurts most?

Is these reviews are mean.

They're personal.

These are fictional characters.

I was just... I was just trying to tell a story.

Nathan, have I said or perhaps done something to upset you?

I've only tried to help.

It isn't you.

I think this accident has affected me more than I'm willing to admit it has.

Now, with Newton acting this way... You two were injured.

Physically. But more than that, you both suffered emotional trauma.

It doesn't surprise me that you and Newton are having trouble. Maybe I

wasn't paying attention.

Maybe this accident was my fault.

Phil seems to think it couldn't have been avoided.

And from what Faith says, because of your concussion, you don't remember what

happened.

I don't.

Consider that a gift.

At least you don't have to relive the accident.

May, I want to apologize to you.

And I want to thank you for just everything that you've done.

How about a cold drink at Yost's?

How about that?

So, what made you want to become a bounty?

Faith.

Ah, perfect timing.

I just finished another chapter.

I know that you're a very capable doctor.

Right. A capable doctor.

I just don't know how comfortable I feel having a woman giving my physical exam.

Well, Henry, I hope you'll reconsider.

Maybe you'll let me take your blood pressure sometime?

When I have a moment, I'll come see you.

Well, thank you very much.

You can go ahead, Faith.

Hello?

Yes, I'm looking for Dr. Shepherd.

Carson Shepherd.

He's there on a surgical fellowship.

Ah, I see.

When's the best time to call?

Yes, I would like to leave for it.

It sounds like a very busy hospital.

Just let him know that Faith called.

No, no last name.

He'll know.

All right.

Carter.

Faith Carter?

Okay, give it a push, son.

Like this?

No, the other way.

Like this?

The other way.

It won't budge.

All right, all right. Stand back.

There we go.

Good job, Coop.

That window lets in so much light.

Nicely done, Mr. Canfield. Oh, thank you.

Something wrong, Lee?

Is it just me, or is the window back?

Yes, backwards.

The handle is on the outside. You are so right.

No problem.

Coop, I'll have to pop this window out and start over.

Isn't it time for dinner?

You're right, too.

Well, you and I will just have to come back tomorrow.

We're sorry, you two.

Coop, pack up my tools outside.

I'll be right out. We'll walk home together.

Bye.

Joseph.

Did you do that on purpose?

Put the window in backwards?

Bought me some time to be with my boy. I appreciate you understanding.

You two having a rough go of it?

Minnie thought that us spending time together might draw it out of coot.

Well, maybe on the way home. Keep hoping.

Have a good evening, you two.

All right. Good night, Joseph. Good night.

Looks great.

Are you sure you're ready?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

What?

Miss Fontaine.

She arrived earlier when I happened to be out front.

Gustav, where is she?

The balcony.

I directed her up the outside staircase, and I asked her to wait.

Thank you.

Gustav. Thank you.

Gustav said you'd be here.

Or would you prefer to be left alone?

Not by you.

Why don't you come join me down here, where there's a beautiful breeze.

All right.

Hi.

Hi.

This is quite the switch, you coming up and finding me watching over Main

Street.

Yes, it is a switch.

It's also a switch for you to be the one who's rooting.

What is it?

Some book reviews came to the paper, and a few of them were awful.

More than that, they were unkind.

Not just about my writing, but about me.

You're open and vulnerable.

And that is what makes you the great writer that you are.

Don't ever let anyone callous your heart.

I was gonna wait to give you this.

But now seems like just as good a time as any.

It's from your mother.

It is.

Dearest Elizabeth, Martin and I regret being unable to join you on such an

auspicious and well-deserved night of celebration.

One of Lucas's favorite stories was Excalibur.

With that in mind, I wish to present you with this.

This is the pencil your mother used to make her countless edits on my

manuscript. It was the pencil.

You have pulled the sword from the stone, my dear, and unleashed your power

over the written word.

With love and great admiration, Helen.

I wish your parents were here.

Me too.

But now, how about dinner?

Can we just stay for a while?

Look up at the stars?

I think that would be nice.

But first, a kiss. Oh.

I'm glad you decided to come. Well, you practically twisted my arm. You're wrong

about Juliet.

However, I did have my doubts about the married shopkeepers.

Well, if they weren't such sticks in the mud, I may have taken offense like you

have.

Oh, this is simply stunning.

You know, I am becoming quite interested in interior design.

Perhaps that's something you should pursue.

Oh, Ned.

You still have your nose buried in that book. Well, I like to finish what I

start. Only 22 more pages.

I'll go hunt for some libations.

Why don't you go finish up, and I'll tell Molly about the new home decorating

area we're planning for the mercantile. That's the ticket.

Late for a date?

No, I'm not.

I just, uh... Aren't you hungry?

Not really.

Not even for a light repast?

No.

To be honest, I'm not feeling much like socializing.

Could we stay up here and just the two of us?

I think that sounds very nice.

I'd like an ale, and can you please pour it at a 45-degree angle? I don't want it

to be all foam.

Bill? Molly, you look lovely.

Not like a Jezebel or a turt.

Molly, how about some dessert?

Bill.

Oh, Hickam. An ale, if you would?

I saw you earlier with Wald.

You sure that's such a good idea?

Ah, which...

Here, Hickam, you take this one. I can wait. Can you please pour another one?

45-degree angle.

Now, you know this Walden's crooked.

You're the mayor.

You should act like it.

I'm not happy about having to deal with Mr. Walden.

He threatened Fiona.

He nearly bankrupted Jesse and Clara.

But you're right.

I'm the mayor.

And Mr. Walden represents a company that's trying to make inroads in our

community. I'd be a fool to just ignore him.

Whatever you and Lee might think, I can do this job.

I'm pretty smart.

Now I see why you like it out here.

The view is amazing.

Look at those stars.

But I feel there might be a storm coming on.

I don't know.

We should go inside.

There's not a cloud in the sky.

I'm really enjoying Elizabeth's book.

I borrowed Molly's copy with all its dog-eared pages.

I'm surprised Elizabeth isn't here yet.

Yeah, same.

Faith, in the book.

Do you know whether or not the Mountie is based on Elizabeth's late husband

Jack or Nathan?

I was about to ask whether he's the one Elsa winds up with in the end.

Nathan courted Elizabeth?

Does that surprise you?

No. Not at all.

I'm not saying you should give up on Newt, but I have seen some Mountie

horses not make it back.

Bill.

This is a party.

Can we talk about anything else?

I understand.

Appreciate it.

Lauren said she left over an hour ago, so she must be with Lucas.

Our conversation about enjoying the little things in life really stuck with

me.

What about you?

Okay, Elizabeth, I, um...

I wanted this to be a surprise, but it turns out I just have the worst timing.

There is a saloon filled with people waiting to congratulate you on your

book. Downstairs?

Yes. Now?

Yes.

Oh, Lucas.

I... Why didn't you say something sooner? I... Thank you.

You're not upset?

So thoughtful.

Okay. Good.

I don't know what we're going to do. Everyone down there, they've been

keeping a secret. They wanted to surprise you.

I could act surprised.

Yeah? Really?

I can.

Yeah?

Okay,

great. That'll be perfect. Go down the outside staircase. I'll sneak in the

back. I'll let everyone know that we're on our way.

Are you ready?

Oh, if you think Rosemary Coulter can deliver a performance.

Watch this.

Well, it sure seems awfully sleepy in here tonight.

Surprise! Oh, my goodness!

I was not expecting this at all!

What a surprise!

Ah, good morning, Nathan.

Lawrence. Have you read Elizabeth's book?

No. Not yet. I believe there's a package here for me. Oh, Ned's back with a

delivery right now.

How's the new pharmacist working out?

Oh, we had a curious start.

Well, she seems to be doing quite well. Why do you ask?

Just making conversation.

Uh, Nathan, if I might,

you've recently had your heart flouted. Don't be hasty and rush it to a new...

Why don't I see if I can find Ned myself?

Thought I heard you up here.

This looks important.

My new hat. Great.

Oh, and a letter from Allie.

Even better.

Now, have you read Elizabeth's book?

No.

Ned.

And I'm not looking for a new courtship.

And I don't have a flouted heart.

Glad on keeping the name, if you stay with the company.

I was just thinking that it looks strange to me up there.

There was a time when there was nothing more important.

Any closer to making a decision?

It depends on what day you ask me. Get out of the way!

You're right, though.

This town's on the verge of big changes.

Something you're ready to welcome?

I don't think so, Lucas. I mean, the truth is, part of me still regrets not

keeping on going when I left here.

You know, change doesn't always have to be beyond our control.

It's whatever we want it to be.

The only man in love could have that outlook.

Listen.

Elizabeth's book. It might not be your usual read, but I want to drop you off a

copy. I think you'll like Mr. Gaines.

At least, you should.

I stayed up half the night reading your novel. And do you know, at first, I was

surprised there wasn't a character I seemed to inspire.

But then it occurred to me, how could you possibly capture my full essence?

In a mere supporting role. Well, nevertheless, I couldn't put it down.

Even though you know how it ends.

With bad reviews.

Elizabeth Thornton, don't you dare.

Actually, I woke up this morning feeling much better about things. With my life

in perspective.

As you should.

Especially after such an elegant affair last evening.

Oh. Let me let you in on a little secret.

Oh. I wasn't actually surprised.

You don't say.

I was not expecting this.

I wrote this as a love letter to my son.

And to you.

And to everyone else in this town who's been a source of strength and comfort to

me ever since I arrived.

Almost a decade ago.

Rosemary.

All those years, where did they go?

Well, right here.

And right there.

Your mama and I talk.

And if you'd rather not attend church, I will leave it to you.

Okay.

Isn't that what you wanted?

I guess.

What's on your heart, son?

Hurts me to see you so miserable.

It does?

Of course.

You're my boy.

Cooper.

Please tell me what all's been bothering you.

It's Angela.

How come she's blind?

Well, you know why, don't you?

I know it was the measles, but...

I had the measles.

How come I can see and not Angela?

Why her, not me?

Maybe since you weren't as sick.

It isn't fair, Paul.

At all.

I've been so busy, I haven't seen this yet.

Thank you both so much for doing this.

Florence has reset this display three times already.

We need to keep restocking. Your book is flying off the shelf.

Hi, Molly.

I'd like to ask.

Don't you find the character of Juliet just a wee bit... obvious?

Well, it wasn't supposed to be.

So I was right.

Elizabeth, I've been defending you.

My sister's made it clear she's quite upset, too. Your sister?

Ah, the fiery redhead who's always on the lookout for a new suitor.

Juliet's based on your sister?

Juliet. Julie.

Oh, excuse me. I have shopping.

Why don't I help?

It was all my pleasure, gentlemen.

I'd like to cash out, Lucas.

That's quite the stack.

Well, sometimes you have the cards.

What are you doing in Hope Valley?

My money, please.

Not just an advanced man for the Steel Foundry.

You strike me as someone who knows when to mind his own business.

You strike me as someone who knows when they might need a partner.

Nathan, hi. Hi.

What can I do for you? I was hoping, when you have time, if you would work

with Newton again.

I'd be happy to.

How about tomorrow?

Name the time.

I'll meet you at the ring.

Nathan, I think I should work with Newton alone.

At least for now.

Sure.

Yeah, no, whatever you think's best.

Am I interrupting?

No, not at all.

What do you need?

Uh, calcium sulfide.

I'll see what I have.

Just let me know when's a good time. I'll come and get Newton.

Anytime. Yeah.

He'll be in the stable.

Nate, I should have come back. No, Faith, really. There's nothing between

me and Nathan.

And even if there were.

I'm in no position to do anything about it.

I'll get your calcium sulfide.

Hi, Link. Hey, Elizabeth.

So what do you think? My first article for the Valley Voice.

Seems like duck soup for Hickam.

I'm not sure I know what that means.

Exactly. But now you're curious and you want to buy that paper. And that's

what's happening. In fact, this edition is entirely sold out.

So how do I buy the paper?

That's a good point.

That's a very good point.

More copies coming right up.

Elizabeth, I have something to show you. Just wait.

Now, I know I told you not to pay any attention to your reviews.

While this isn't exactly a review, you really should read it.

It's a letter to the editor that I received just this morning from a

widowed mother outside Jameson.

Actually, may I read it to you? Please.

It's so wonderfully uplifting.

I lost my darling husband two years ago, and of course, my two daughters lost

their beloved father.

But after reading Elizabeth Thornton's novel, A Single Mother on the Frontier,

I feel much more at peace about facing my tomorrows.

For I know there's a better day coming.

Well, she then goes on to say how you made her feel.

Like she wasn't alone in her situation. And you put to words what she hadn't

been able to express to her children about losing their father.

You should read it. I will.

Oh, I'm sorry. It's just being able to comfort others

the way that you have.

It's a gift.

This is the kind of review that matters.

Oh, Hickam!

Come in.

It'll only be a moment.

I'm glad you stopped by.

I want to apologize for what I said yesterday in the saloon.

You're entitled to your opinion.

Well, yeah, let me explain.

I take being mayor seriously.

I've watched others do the job, including yourself, so I know it comes

with a lot of responsibility.

That's why I'm asking you to vacate this office by the end of the week.

Move out of my office? The mayor's office.

Bill, if you do need it until the end of next week, that's okay, too.

What did Cooper say then?

He picked up my toolbox and started walking.

So I let it go.

I couldn't tell him that a doctor refused to treat his sister.

He's already carrying a load of hurt.

I didn't want him turning that into hate.

With everything that happened with that doctor, and everyone acting so ugly, we

can't have Coop and Angela think we just let ourselves get chased down the road.

What would that teach our children?

We'll need to tell both of them when they can better understand.

Different time, Minnie.

Isn't it something that Angela never asked us?

What's important is that we're here now, where it feels like we can breathe.

I only wish it had been sooner.

Good afternoon.

Hello. Wyman Walden. We met some time ago.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't recall.

In the cafe.

With Lucas.

I was trying to buy the saloon.

Ah, well...

I trust that you're not back to try again.

I know how attached Lucas is to the Queen of Hearts. No, I learned my

lesson. But I do admire his business instincts.

Would you please excuse me?

Certainly.

Hi.

Am I interrupting?

No, not at all. I should be done this call in a moment.

Why don't I go speak with Gustav?

I'd like to ask him about a recipe.

I'll come out as soon as I'm finished.