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- Abby, oh, come.

It's alright.

Well, where have you been?

Come.

Oh, you hungry?

- No.

- It's just gonna go to waste.

They told me you were dead.

I knew you weren't.

How long has it been?

- I'm not sure.

- Well, we were just girls.

It seems like yesterday.

- I guess I was a little hungry.

Thank you.

- Do you remember thatbeautiful, yellow sundress?

- I don't know.

- It was so lovely on you.

- I wanna show you something.

This is my favorite thing.

- All children grow up.

- Except one.

- True.

- Who is this?

- Oh, you mean youcan see her this time.

- Rose.

- This, this is Abby.

- We usually askthat visitors sign in

at the front desk.

- She doesn't have to sign in.

She's family.

- I only have Margaret and Jenon your visitor list, Rose.

- Oh, for heaven's sakes,

she is my big sister Abby.

Can't you see thefamily resemblance?

- What's your name?

- Like she said, I'm Abby.

- Excuse me.

Carol?

- Hello, Maggie.

- She's from social services.

- Yes, I knowwho she is, Grandma.

- Do you know this child?

- No.

- I knew it.

- Oh, don't be absurd, Maggie.

This is your Great Aunt Abby.

- I see.

- She says she's amember of your family.

- Oh, of course she is.

Tell them, Abby.

- That's all we needed to hear.

Thank you.

Come on, young lady.

It's time to go.

- She's tired.

She needs clean clothesand a place to sleep.

You have a guest bedroom.

- Grandma--

- We need to figureout where she came from

and if anyone islooking for her.

- No one is looking for me.

- Maggie.

- You don't evenknow who she is.

- Margaret.

Some things simplycannot be explained

all in a rush.

Now please.

- When we last spoke,

and granted it was a while ago,

Michael had mentionedthat you might have room

for an additional child.

- Did he?

- It's late.

The office is closed.

What if you take herhome just for the night?

- I don't know, Carol.

- She can't stay here.

- Just for one night.

- Alright.

- Abby.

It's my birthday soon.

- Happy birthday.

- Will you come?

- I'd like that.

Thank you for being so kind.

- It's so good to see you again.

I love you so much.

- I'll come backas soon as I can.

Sometimes life grabs us

and pulls us to places unknown.

All we can do is hopethat where we end up

is better than whatwe leave behind.

There you are.

- Here, let me take that.

- Is that your husband?

- Yeah, let's getyou a hot shower

and some dry clothes, yeah?

- Is he famous?

- In certain literary circles.

- Is he here?

- He's dead.

- Jen, this is Abby.

- Are you homeless or something?

- Show Abby to theguest room, okay?

- Come on.

- It's okay.

It's just upstairs.

Get settled in,

and I'll check onyou in a second.

- Was that your cat?

- Nothing here is mine.

- Hey, she's juststaying tonight.

She had nowhere else to go.

Hey, it's a school night.

A bathroom is down the hall,

just use whateveryou need in there.

Just make yourself at home.

I'll be downstairsif you need anything.

I like your lantern.

Looks like Gizmo does too.

Peter Pan?

Oh, I love that book.

Looks like it's areally old copy.

- Yeah, it's the oldest.

- You gettingsettled in okay?

- Yes.

- Do you want totalk at all about--

- About what?

- Who you are,

how you ended up inmy grandmother's room

at the nursing home?

- How long ago didyour husband die?

- A year ago,

almost exactly.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- You still wear it.

Everything happens for a reason,

don't you think?

- Gizmo never letsanyone touch her.

What's your name?

What's your real name?

My grandmother, she getsthings confused sometimes and--

- She wasn't confused.

I'm Abby.

- Alright.

- You mustn't tell them.

- Tell them what?

- About me.

- Honey, what areyou talking about?

Get some rest, okay?

And we will talkmore in the morning?

- Good night, Maggie.

- Good night, Abby.

- Hey, it's Jen.

I'm not around.

- Jen, it's 2:00 in the morning.

Where are you?

Don't do this to me.

It scares me to death.

I'll be back after my morningclasses to check on you.

- I'll be fine.

I like libraries.

- Sometimes Ifeel like I'm sitting

beside a rushing river.

I try to dip my feet in,

but the tide is so strong,

I'm afraid I'll be carried away.

- Class doesn'tstart for 40 minutes.

- I'm not in your class.

- Where'd you come from?

- I'm Abby.

What's your name?

- Mr. Griffin.

- Will you keep playing, please?

- Is theresomeone looking for you?

- I'm waiting for Maggie.

She's in class.

- How do you know Maggie?

- She's lookingafter me today.

- Well, is there somewhereyou're supposed to be?

- The library.

- A rebel.

- That's beautiful.

- It's not finished.

- I've had a few lessons,

but that was areally long time ago.

- Alright, show mewhat you got, kid.

Wow.

Not bad, I think Ican work with that.

- Pages to read, thingsto write, things to do.

Oh, there's thebell, saved by it.

Have a great day .

- You just have tostretch your fingers

all the way right there.

- I told you tostay in the library.

- I'm sorry.

- Let's go.

- Okay.

- Thank you for keepingan eye on her for me.

- Not for you,

she wandered in here.

- Fine.

- Maybe she gottired of waiting.

- John.

- I gottaget ready for class.

- Abby, come on.

- See you around, kid.

- Did you know that Mr. Griffinteaches private lessons?

- Yes, I did know that.

- Where are we going?

- To talk with a social worker.

- So you're trading me in.

- Hi, Sam, I'm runninga few minutes late.

You can wait in my office.

Maggie, we can step in here.

So here's the situation.

There's no record ofher in the system.

I have nowhere to place her

until I find a morepermanent solution.

I know that you brought her here

because you were planningto bring her back,

but I'm gonna ask youto keep her just a few

more days until I finda more permanent home.

I know it's morethan you asked for.

I think it's what'sbest for her,

just a few more days.

- Would you like to staywith us for a while?

- Really?

- Yeah, I mean, onlyfor a little while

until Carol gets things sorted.

- Yes, I would.

- Okay, good.

We'll just have to,

we'll schedule afollow up appointment

with one of their doctors.

- But why?

- Oh, standardprocedure, I think.

- I don't need to go.

I'm fine.

- Well, it isn't up to me, so,

it's nothing to beworried about, I'm sure.

Stay here for a minute, okay?

- Are you serious?

- You would prefer Ijust leave her here

to be put back into the system

like you were forall those years?

- It's not even like that.

It's like you don't even ask me.

You don't even tell mewhat you're going to do.

You just do it.

- Okay, I don't have torun things past you, Jen.

- Michael adopted me.

I'm a Stevens too.

Does that mean anything to you?

- We adopted you.

- Okay, if that's whatyou need to tell yourself.

- And what is thatsupposed to mean?

- Forget it.

- What?

- We don't needto add another member

to this screwed up family, okay?

- What do you want from me, Jen?

- Nothing.

Honestly, I wish Michaelwere here instead of you.

- You hungry?

- I didn't mean tocause problems for you.

- Oh, no.

No, you didn't.

No, she and I had problemslong before you showed up.

We'll figure it out though.

So now that you areofficially staying with us,

I thought it might be fun

to set up some guitarlessons with Mr. Griffin.

- Really?

- Yeah, it looked like youwere having fun with it.

- Yes.

- Okay, and Jen, I'm gonnasign you up for lessons too.

- No thanks.

- It's not optional.

- I don't wannalearn the guitar.

- Oh no, not guitarlessons, voice lessons.

- Why?

- Well, you liketo sing don't you?

- That doesn't mean thatI want to be a singer.

- It's this or summer school,

your choice.

You sure this is where youwanna spend the morning?

I can't promise a good time.

- I'm sure.

- Okay.

Is she doing any better today?

- Not that I can tell.

Are you sure thisis a good idea?

- Hi, Grandma.

- Ah, hello.

- How are you feeling?

- Oh, I can't complain.

- You remember Abby.

- Now that is a silly question.

I have somethingI wanna show you.

Are you staying, Margaret?

- Oh, no, I've gottarun into school

and grade the kids' finals,

and so I'll be a few hours.

- Oh, that's fine.

- Are you sure it'sokay to leave her here?

- I'm not crazy, Margaret.

- No, I didn't mean--

- We have a lot ofcatching up to do.

- I'm sorry.

It's just been an insanefew weeks with the finals

and Jen just challengingeverything I do and--

- Well, that's okay.

We've got help now.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

Okay, well, I'll be back soon.

Bye.

Okay, well, I have to run, so.

I love you.

- I love you too.

Okay.

- Is that you?

- During the war, a lotof us gals had to pitch in

when the men left to fight.

We built those bombers.

- You look happy.

- Oh, I was.

We were doing our partto save the world.

Now that,

that was Greg.

I wish you'd known him.

He died in 1945.

He was shot down in Germany.

He was very handsome,

and this, this was Harry,

and this was little Benjamin.

- You raised them on your own?

- Well, they relied on me.

All I could do wasrely on myself.

Look, now that'sMaggie's mother.

That's Helen.

- What happened to her?

- Well, Helen got pregnant

when she was 17,

and she died in a car crash

when Maggie was three.

- So you raised Maggieas well, all alone?

- Well, anyone wouldhave done the same.

- That hasn't beenmy experience.

- Well, anyway,

that's not what Iwas gonna show you.

This.

- Of course.

- This picture was taken aweek before you disappeared.

Mother didn't come outof her room for weeks.

- I'm sorry.

- Why did you waitso long to come back?

- I couldn't remember,

so I just kept moving.

I'm happy I found you.

Can I keep this?

- I thought you might want to.

- I'm staying with Maggie.

They placed me there for now.

- Good.

- She doesn't know about me yet.

I don't think I'll be able

to keep it a secret for long.

- Oh, she's a good girl.

- I like her,

but most peoplearen't like you, Rose.

They don't understand.

- Abby, I need youto make me a promise.

- What?

- I need you to take care of her

and sweet Jen too.

Can you do that for me?

- She can look after herself,

just like you did.

- Well, perhaps.

- And I might haveto leave again.

- Well, do your bestas long as you can.

- You can see her, can't you?

- Her?

- My fairy.

- I knew it.

Oh, I just knew it.

Oh, Abby, Abby, show me.

Show me.

Help me see.

- Okay.

- John, can I talkto you for a minute?

How are you?

- Come on, Maggie.

- I'm doing the best I can.

- What do you want?

- I want to sign up thegirls to take lessons

with you this summer.

- Why?

- Well, Abby wasreally taken with you,

and Jen needs somethingto keep her distracted.

- Distracted?

- And I trust you with them.

- I gotta go.

- I will pay you for your time.

Just tell me what you charge.

- 40 an hour.

- Fine.

- Great.

- When would be good for you?

- Whenever's goodfor you, Maggie.

- Tuesdays andThursdays at 2:00,

and we'll just dothem back to back.

- Okay.

So, who wants to go first?

- She can.

- Sure.

- Okay, Jen if you wannawait out on the porch.

You have something toentertain yourself?

- I think I canfigure something out.

- She's cheerful.

So, the guitar.

- Can you play that song youwere playing the other day?

- What song?

- You know, the one at school.

- Ah, yeah, that,

that's just somethingI've been playing with.

It's not finished

- I don't care.

- Okay, but this isyour lesson, not mine,

so once I play it,

we work on chords andfinger placements.

- Sounds good.

- So how's it goingover at Maggie's?

I guess you're staying.

- For now.

- That's good.

- Why are you so mad at her?

- I'm not mad at anybody.

- Grownupsalways say that.

- And let'sdo one higher.

- Okay, look, I don't wannasing like opera or anything.

- Fair enough.

- How much longer?

- The warmup's really important,

just a few more exercises.

But it's good to start thinking

about what kind of musicyou'd be interested

in working on.

- I don't know,

like good stuff.

- Good stuff, specific.

Okay, .

- Okay, like the stuffyou used to sing.

- Which stuff?

- In your band.

- Didn't realizeyou knew about that.

- I know a lot of things.

- Right.

Okay, so,

we'll focus on some rock,

maybe some bluegrass.

- Cool.

- Cool.

- That sounded great.

- Right on time.

See you guys next week.

Good work.

- John?

- You should get going.

They're waiting for you.

Okay, so you keepworking on that.

You're doing such agreat job, both of you.

Okay.

- Woah.

- You should come in and listen.

It's amazing how people canmake themselves feel invisible

right in front of your eyes.

They don't realizehow lonely it is

to not be seen.

- What's up?

- I couldn't sleep.

- Are you nervous aboutgoing to the doctor tomorrow?

- Could I sit in herewith you and read?

- Sure, sure, climb on up.

Do you wanna read out loud?

- Okay.

"Mrs. Darling firstheard of Peter

"when she was tidying upher children's minds."

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no,

now let's hear a properBritish accent, child.

This, this is Peter Pan.

- "It is the nightlycustom of every good mother

"after children are asleepto rummage in their minds

"and put things straightfor the next morning,

"repacking intotheir proper places

"many articles that havewandered during the day."

Your turn, Mum.

Oh, I mean Maggie.

- "If you could keep awake,

"but of course you can't,

"you would see yourown mother doing this,

"and you would find it veryinteresting to watch her.

"You would see her onher knees, I expect,

"lingering humorously oversome of your contents,

"pressing this to her cheek,

"as if it were asnice as a kitten,

"and hurriedly stowingthat out of sight."

Okay, your turn.

- "When you wake in the morning,

"the naughtiness withwhich you went to bed

"has been folded up and placedat the bottom of your mind,

"and on the top,beautifully aired,

"are spread out yourprettier thoughts,

"ready for you to put on."

- Jen?

What's this?

I've seen this before.

- One night, I heard myparents talking about

what I was to be when I grew up.

I didn't wanna grow up,

so I ran away to livewith the fairies.

I thought thattime would pick up

where it left off,

but it hasn't.

It just keeps whirlingby without me.

- Your secret is safe with me.

- Thank you.

- You think you canget some sleep now?

Goodnight, sleep tight.

- Don't let the bed bugs bite.

- See you in the morning light.

- Where we'll do ourbest with all our might.

Never say goodbye

because saying goodbyemeans going away,

and going away means forgetting.

- Abby?

- This won't take long.

Are you okay?

- Hey, sweetheart,tell me your name.

- Abby.

- Andyour last name?

- Just Abby.

- Okay, Abby, I want you to know

that you are absolutely safe

to reveal anythingwithin these walls.

- What if I don't pass?

Will you send me back?

- Back where?

There's nothing to pass or fail.

I just wanna talkwith you a little bit.

- They all say that.

- Willyou tell me your story?

- Alright.

- It mustbe quite a lonely life

moving around all the time,

not being able to share thetruth about who you are,

and for so many years.

- Yes, it is.

It can be.

- You look worried.

- I'm not ready to leave.

- What if you didn'thave to leave at all?

- But that's impossible.

- Do you ever wishyou could grow up

like everyone else?

- I wish always to be a girl

and to have fun.

- There are wonderfulthings you can only do

when you're grown up.

- What about theterrible things?

I should be able to fly.

I just never got the knack.

Sometimes I have to run instead,

as fast as I can,

so fast it almostfeels like flying.

- Did that hurt?

- No.

- I'm going to need to takeyou over for some X-rays, okay?

- It's nothing.

- It's not nothing.

- You shouldn't be in here.

- Sorry.

What happened to her?

- The doctor will come outand explain everything,

but you need to wait out here.

- Yeah, okay.

- Somebody should havebeen watching her.

- Okay, why don'tyou take the car

and head towards home,

and I'll walk around for a bit

and see if I can find her?

Hey, woah, man, you walk fast.

Slow down, Speed Racer.

Okay, home's that way.

Let's get some ice cream.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,

it's hot as hell out here.

Come on.

Okay.

I'll text Mom, okay?

- Okay.

- Let's get somefor Rosemary too.

- What?

- I think she likes chocolate.

- Rocky Road.

She likes Rocky Road.

- Can we get a pint please?

- Who did that to you?

Was it Michael?

- No, that would befoster dad number two,

and then yours truly,

the cuts, I mean.

Michael was thefirst decent person.

- How did you end upwith Maggie and Michael?

- Turns out mydeadbeat birth parents

are second cousins toMichael or something.

He found out after the factthat they'd abandoned me.

He tracked me down.

He even became a foster parent

just so he could bring me home.

He adopted me.

So like I said, decent guy.

How are the music lessons going?

- Good.

You should hear Jen sing.

She's wonderful.

- Well, I'd like that very much.

Well, look at you.

Come here.

Now that's my Maggie.

The girls brought me ice cream.

- Oh?

- And we have beendiscussing my birthday.

- Right.

- I want to have a party.

I haven't had a party in years.

- Sure, sure, I'llspeak with the staff.

- No, no, not here.

Somewhere far away fromthis stuffy old place.

- We thought we couldhave it in the backyard.

- Yeah, with music and dancing.

- We could decoratewith lights and candles,

reaching all the waydown to the woods.

- And right intofairy land.

- Well, if the girlswill help me plan it.

- We'll take care of everything.

- Except for paying for it.

- Oh, right.

Grandma, are you okay?

- Maggie, I wanna come home.

- We talked about this.

I can't offer youthe proper care,

and then what if yourheart gives out again?

- It's okay.

I'm ready.

I wanna be with my familywhen my time comes.

- Please don't talk like that.

- Tell her, Abby.

- Yes?

Thank you for takingcare of Abby today.

I really appreciate all you did.

- Someone messedher up pretty badly.

- Are you okay?

What is it?

- I miss Michael.

I could talk to him, I guess,

the way Abby can talk to you.

- I'm sorry.

I miss him too.

What?

- It's kindof hard to believe.

- Why?

- Nevermind.

- Jen, what?

- I know about theaffair with Mr. Griffin.

- You read my journal.

- I had just startedfeeling like I had a family.

Did you even love Michael,

or was it always a money thing?

- Oh, that's not fair.

- What?

He was like 20 yearsolder than you.

What was I supposed to think?

- It'scomplicated, Jen.

- You think I'm not smartenough to understand?

- I loved him,but I was too young,

and I was just startingmy writing career.

- What writing career?

- I'm trying toexplain that to you.

You know, we neverhad much in common,

and we grew apartover the years.

I was invisible,

and he never took me seriously,

and I lost track of myself,

and then I met John,

and he saw me.

I messed up.

I messed up.

- Michael was good to me.

- He adored you.

You know, when Michael wasfirst trying to track you down,

he didn't tell me,

and then he came home with you,

and he said youwere staying with us

and that he wanted to adopt you,

and it was just like hedropped a bomb on me.

- Kind of like whenyou brought Abby home.

- I guess so, yeah, yeah.

- I didn't know all of that.

- No, of course not.

How could you?

- I didn't mean to ruinyour life or anything.

- I didn't have a dad either,

and I know what that's like,

and I should have knownhow much you wanted that.

It's not your fault, any of it.

I'm so sorry.

- I like Abby.

I'm glad you brought her home.

- Me too.

- Mr. Griffin still loves you.

It's obvious.

- I don't know about that.

- But you love him, right?

You haven't moved on?

Well, if he loves you,

and you love him,

it just seems pretty stupid

to not be together.

- Two, three, four.

Okay, sorry, we'll slowit down a little bit.

You play the exactsame strumming patternthat I showed you,

and then I'll figuresomething out.

Two, three, four.

Good, really nice.

What's this?

- Lyrics.

- Did you write this?

- It wasn't me.

You kept it.

- Mr. Griffin.

- John.

- John, I have a favor to ask.

My great grandmother isturning 90 next week,

and we're throwing her a party,

and I'm in charge of the music,

but I thought Imight surprise her

by being the music.

- You wanna sing at the party?

- If you'll sing with me.

- I'd be honored.

- See you soon, John.

- It's a good day, Jen.

- Yeah, I bet.

- So, I got you pepperoni.

- Oh, hi.

- Hey, do you guys,do you want pizza?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Here, just help yourselves.

Thank you.

- All childrengrow up except one.

They all know thatthey will grow up,

and the way thatWendy knew was this.

One day when Wendywas two years old,

she was playing in a garden,

and she plucked a flower

and ran with it to her mother.

I suppose she must havelooked rather delightful,

for Mrs. Darling cried,"Oh, why can't you remain

"like this forever?"

- Are you okay, Grandma?

- I'm fine,

just a little tired.

- This wasall that passed

between them on the subject,

but henceforth, Wendy knewthat she too would grow up.

- I wondersometimes that eternity

can feel so short.

Before things really start,

they are already over.

- Hi, Grandma.

- Hi.

- Happy Birthday.

- Thank you.

- Welcome home.

- Happy birthday.

- You must be John.

Well, it's nice tofinally meet you.

- Excuse me.

- Happy birthday, Grandma.

This one's for you.

- Look Abby...

They're everywhere.

- Happy birthday, Rose.

I love you.

- Run away, dearest.

Fly away.

- Sophie.

- Sophie.

- Abby.

- Sophie.

- Abby?

- Which way do I go?

- Sophie.

You found her Ranger.

Sweetheart.

- Sophie.

It's okay.

We're not gonnasend you back there.

You don't have to run.

- Abby?

Jen and I talked,

and we'd like to adopt you.

We were gonna tellyou after the party.

- Life isn't solidwhen you get up close.

Everything blurs together.

Things you thought werereal become insubstantial,

and when you aren't made

of the stuff of this world,

it's easier to leave it.

You just flicker out.

To live would be anawfully big adventure.

- Oh, Abby,

Abby, you're back.

- Death is nothing at all.

It does not count.

I've only slipped awayinto the next room.

Everything remains as it was.

The old life that welived so fondly together

is untouched, unchanged.

- Call me by theold familiar name.

Speak of me in the easyway that you always used.

Put no sorrow in your tone.

Laugh as we always laughedat the little jokes

that we enjoyed together.

Pray, smile,

think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be everthe household word

that it always was.

All children growup, except one.