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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

- Seems a little out of place.

- Yep. But Gram made it,

so I'm sure she'll be glad to see it.

- Okay.

Now... Mom.

It's a lot of remembering all at once.

- Yeah.

There's already so much to process with the new house.

Can we really just hide Mom's pictures?

- See it through their eyes.

- Gram might be okay.

- But Grandad?

- You're right.

Uh, um, wait!

There. Now, Mom is still here with us.

- But Gram and Grandad won't be overwhelmed.

(birds chirping)

(horn honking)

- Oh! - Um. ..

(Gram): Oh, at last. You made it.

- Catch. - Whoa.

(car doors closing) - Ruby, Daniel, we're here!

- Gram! Grandad! (laughing)

- Oh-ho!

- Hi! - My favorite granddaughter!

- Oh, I'm your only granddaughter.

- Look at you! You've grown a foot!

Now you stop doing that, okay?

- So, this is your new home,

where you moved far, far, far away from us, huh?

- Yeah! You like it?

- Yeah, if you like fixer-uppers.

(sighing) Man alive.

Is there a right angle anywhere on this thing?

- I'm sure Daniel could use your help while we're here.

Hello. Wouldn't that be fun? The two of you puttering around.

- Katie, I may be retired, but I do not putter.

- Uh, did I say putter?

I meant intentioned milling around with a screwdriver.

(chuckling) Either way, the two of you

are gonna team up and fix it up.

- Why don't you two head in?

Ruby and I will grab your suitcases.

- Okay.

Wait. (metal squealing)

It's okay.

(enchanted resonating music)

- Um... I-I gotta go.

- What, is this a well thing? Now?

- I am so sorry, but, uh, I have something I gotta do.

I'll see you guys later, though. Bye!

- Wha...?

What?

- Come on in.

- Oh! Look at this!

I love this rug here in the entranceway.

(panting)

(whooshing)

(children laughing)

(woman on PAY): Doctor Campbell to NICU.

(baby crying)

(boy): I wish I could find my family.

(birds chirping)

(enchanted music)

- Mom. I am ready. - No, Sam. You're not ready.

Put those in the back, please.

- I know two kids my age who have a motorcycle

because it's the country, and nobody cares

if you're actually old enough.

And, plus, what am I going to run into?

- A tree. Uh, an animal, your mother.

- Okay. I don't think... - Sam, I worked in a hospital

and I saw the motorcycle accidents.

It's a no. It's always going to be a no.

- Yeah, but I'm not gonna-- - And when you're an adult

and you get a motorcycle, I will come to your house

and steal your seat. And your pedals.

And your motorcycle! That's how strongly I feel about it.

- Why? - Because, my darling boy,

I love you.

Now get on your bicycle and go to school.

- Fine.

Still going to ask you tomorrow. (laughing)

- That's tomorrow's problem.

- So what do you think? "I wish I could find my family"

in a kid's voice.

- Could be an adoption thing.

At some point, every adopted kid wants to meet

their birth family, me included.

- Makes sense. Wait, you're adopted?

- Yeah. You didn't know?

- Guess I just never thought about it.

I'm glad you're on board for this one.

- Oh, yeah about that.

After school, I gotta get home and work for the stand.

I can help you later. - Hmm. Is that Mina?

- Hey! What're you doing?

- Just being extra careful. Didn't you hear about Kevin?

- What? Kevin Murphy?

- My mom talked to his mom.

She said Kevin went to school early for D&D Club

and had an epic parkour fail on the climbing gym.

- Kevin does parkour? - No! That was the problem.

He went to the emergency room and everything.

- Climbing gym? - Hospital.

- This is fantastic! - What?!

- I mean awful! It's horrible.

But those are all images from my vision!

- Oh! A new wish? - Mm-hmm.

- And you think Kevin's the wisher?

- Maybe. We can check it out after school. Come on!

- Okay... - I'll fill you in

on the rest of the clues. - Sounds good.

- The spring, you want my spring?

- Can't get spring water without it.

Yeah, it's all in here. It's a great deal. Really.

It's minimal impact to your property

and it's great for the world at large.

- I'm just in the middle of something right now, okay?

- Of course. Listen, you take a look at this.

Read it. You have any questions, we're going to talk. Soon, okay?

- Okay.

(sighing)

- I hear your concerns.

Truck traffic, pollution, construction noise.

So, how does this sound? No trucks within town limits.

What does Emerald get in return?

Other than jobs, se-security,

and increased standard of living?

How about a place on the map, like you used to have?

I can only imagine what it was like to grow up here.

The charm, the style, the spirit of the place.

Artesian Life is bringing that back.

(distant sirens wailing)

- Dr. Campbell to NICU. Dr. Campbell to NICU.

(phone hanging up)

(phone ringing)

(indistinct chattering)

- You okay?

- Uh, hospitals and I don't really get along.

- You can wait outside if you want. I can do this.

- No! No, it's okay. I just need to...

psych myself up. - You sure?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

Oh, here.

Uh, hi. Um, we're here to see a patient. Kevin Murphy?

- Kevin? I'm sorry girls. You're too late.

His parents picked him up already.

- So he's fine? - Just a broken arm.

He got lucky. I told him to lay off the parkour.

- Good advice. (chuckling)

- Uh, you said Kevin's parents picked him up already.

Do you know them, by any chance?

- Carla and Morty? Too well.

Between his skateboard and his general bad ideas,

that boy's in here every other week with some kind of injury.

Not to mention I was here when Carla gave birth to him.

(exhaling)

- Guess he's not looking for his family.

Thanks for your help. - Wait! Aiysha?

Sam always says you're his favorite nurse!

- Sam has a favorite nurse?

- Well, he comes in every year for his specialist appointments.

His heart thing?

- Sam Price? - Yeah.

- Are you Mina? - Yes.

- Sam says you're his favorite friend.

- This is Ruby, Sam's second favorite friend.

- How is Sam? And Paula?

- They're good. Except all of a sudden,

Sam's taller than me and he won't stop holding it over me.

It's not fair!

(ethereal music)

(baby crying)

- Uh, Aiysha? Sorry is that little baby gonna be okay?

- Gonna be fine!

That's the NICU,

where we care for newborns that are struggling a bit.

- And what's with the little strap on its foot?

- Pulse oximeter. Tells us if they're getting enough oxygen

in their blood.

- I was just curious.

- So was I once.

Now I work here.

So you better watch out!

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

(baby gurgling)

(indistinct chattering)

- So, Katie. - Mm?

- How you been?

- I'm... managing.

- How's Doug? - Ugh.

I'm working on Dr. Doug. - Mm-hmm.

- He's still very angry with you.

We all grieve at different speeds and...

Oh, it's... (sighing)

...one of the reasons why I pushed to have this visit.

Well, he needs to spend time

with Ruby on their brainteasers.

- Which line's longer? - Let's see. I bet it's a trick.

Um... that one's longer. - Are you sure?

- I think so.

They're the same!

(chuckling) - A perception deception.

What you think you see and the truth

aren't always aligned. Your turn.

- Ah, got one.

Actually...

- What do you think this is?

- Oh, Ruby! You're taking it too easy on your old grandpa.

Why, that's just a...

- Zone defense. It's a kind of soccer play.

Circles are the offensive players. X is the defense,

and the, uh, dotted lines show the runner's movement.

Filled-in ones are the passes.

- I figured you might know that.

- What else you got for me? - Well, turned out

the medical thing was a pulse oximeter.

- Ooh! Someone's measuring ox-sat, huh?

That's oxygen saturation.

Wisher's got a lung or heart thing, you think?

- Uh, yeah. By the way, Aiysha says hi.

- Oh, dude! She's the best! You know, she's the one that

taught me how they work. I see her once a year

for checkups. - Hey, what's your take on

climbing gyms? - When I was little,

I lived on those things, man!

It's so weird. Your wisher's, like,

so much like me. Kinda funny.

- Yeah. Totally like you.

- So, so much like you.

- Hold on.

Do you think...?

Whoa.

Yeah, I-I remember making the wish. I was like, eight.

We were on the climbing gym

and, uh, my friends were all like,

"Who are your real parents, anyway?"

- And you never asked your mom?

- Oh, sure I did.

She says my birth parents were...

great people, but, um...

weren't ready for a baby.

- You never found out who they were?

- No. I haven't thought a ton about it lately.

But actually...

there is the box. - What box?

- Come on.

(birds chirping)

Well, have a look! My old baby stuff.

Maybe there's a clue in there.

I looked through all this stuff when I was little.

Came up with some, uh, pretty interesting theories.

- I'm sure.

- First I thought my birth parents were spies

on a secret mission.

Well, I was eight, okay?

Oh! Here, I thought my mom was speaking code.

Like, I thought "anti-coagulant" was my relative.

You get it, right, 'cause aunt-- - We get it.

- Yeah. - It's just medical talk.

- Yeah. I know that now.

- So, you still think your parents are spies, or...?

- No. It would be pretty cool,

but, anyway, um, this is the one thing

that I still think might actually mean something.

- Where'd it come from?

- I don't know.

The envelope says, "For Sam."

It's gotta be military. Maybe special ops.

- Something to go off of, for sure.

(soft music)

- Had a lot of help getting the orchard this far.

You know, those old trees actually aren't producing

anymore, but with the new grafts that we're doing,

I think we could bring this place back to its old glory.

- Sounds good, Daniel.

- I-I know it doesn't look like much yet, but it...

but I'm trying to start over.

Making a new life for Ruby and me.

- Yeah, life is for the living.

- So, when can we expect your first pie?

- Yeah, pie. Let's talk about pie.

- Okay! Time for a walk.

Um, we'll take a little stroll. 'Kay, Daniel?

Take a deep breath.

- Don't tell me to take a deep breath!

They moved 12 hours from us!

- This was in his family!

We don't decide where his family comes from.

- There are exactly three pictures of Summer

in that whole crumbling farmhouse. Three!

- Pull it together, Doug. If not for Dan, then for Ruby.

- I can't. - You can!

Think about that on your walk back.

- Everything okay? - All good!

I want to see everything

and Doug just needs to...

stretch his legs.

(engine starting)

(sighing)

(Paula): Sam! Can you help me?

- Yeah, I'm coming!

- Uh, this is a great start, Sam. We got this.

- Okay.

Hey, I got it. - Oh.

- I got that.

- Do you really got this?

I mean, this wish is very important.

- And delicate. And tricky.

- And this is sensitive Sam.

Really don't want to break his heart.

Should we do this? Can we do this?

- It's a well wish. We have to, you know?

We just have to make sure we do it right.

- Is that what I think it is?

Sam, were you snooping in the cedar chest?

In your keepsake box?

- No, I wasn't snooping. I was going through my things.

For, um...

for stuff about my birth parents.

- I was gonna give this to you when you graduated high school.

Come on. Let's talk a second.

Just for a second. No biggie.

Come on.

Sit.

So, this is all out of the blue.

What's on your mind?

- You remember when I was little and, uh, kids on the playground

were asking me who my real mother was?

- I remember you schooled them on it.

You told them you had a birth mom and an adoptive mom,

and that both of them were real.

(chuckling)

Pretty sassy for an eight-year-old.

- But you told me you couldn't tell me who they were.

My... parents.

- I did. And it's true.

- Well, that really bugged me at the time.

- I'm sorry, I... - So can you tell me now?

- No.

- What?

You mean, you can't, or you won't?

- It's not that simple.

- It is that simple. Just tell me. Who are they?

- Sam. Calm down, please. - I am calm!

Who are they?! - Sam!

- You know what? I get it. You didn't tell me

when I was eight and you're not telling me now.

It's like with the motorcycle! You don't think I'm ready

and you probably never will! - Where is all this coming from?

- It's fine! See you later.

- Sam!

Hey!

- What is it? What's wrong?

- Sam! Wait!

- What happened?

- She's just being so weird and it's making me crazy!

Like, what is the big deal? I just wanna...

I just wanna know who they are.

- Maybe we can still find them?

- Do what you want.

(sighing)

- Poor Sam.

What now?

(soft music)

- We keep going.

I-I think Ms. Price definitely knows more

than she's letting on. - Yeah, but she won't tell us

anything, especially now!

- Maybe Sam's favorite nurse will.

(indistinct chattering)

- Girls... (chuckling)

I've known Paula for 20-plus-forever years.

Her? Hide something?

No chance!

Paula's who you ask when you really want to know

if your hair looks good.

And who you don't ask when you don't.

It's all just right there in the open.

That woman couldn't hide an Easter egg.

- Was she always like that?

I mean, what was she like when she adopted Sam?

- She was dedicated. Fierce.

And I couldn't believe it when she quit.

- Quit?

- I was her best friend at the time.

I thought I knew her. I-I thought she was a lifer.

But one day, a preemie was born,

the baby that comes early

and put in intensive care with ASD,

Atrial Septal Defect.

- Sam.

(Aiysha): He was sent to a big city hospital

for open heart surgery.

I mean, it was touch and go.

He had a rare blood type.

Then a donor shows up out of the blue with a match.

And Paula knew Sam needed round-the-clock support.

After the surgery, he'd been placed for adoption.

She told me she didn't want him in the foster system.

He might fall through the cracks.

Before Sam,

nursing was Paula's life.

After, Sam was.

She could never hide how much she loves him.

- And his birth parents, did you know them?

- No. And even if I did, I couldn't tell you kids.

Oh! You girls got me walking down memory lane.

I gotta get to work, start my shift.

- Thanks.

So? Dead end.

And we're not any closer to Sam's wish.

- Yeah, but wow, though!

I mean, Sam needs to know this.

Right now, he thinks Paula is so strict,

but his mom's amazing. She's incredible!

(phone chiming) - Uh...

I-I have to get home.

- Okay. I'll take care of this. Don't worry.

I'll take care of Sam. I'll see you later.

Okay.

(sighing)

- Gram! Grandad, I'm home!

- Hey! Watch your feet! Mouse at 12 o'clock!

- Uh, oh stop! - Ruby!

- It's getting away! Filthy vermin!

- It's not vermin! It's Clayton!

- What? Oh-oh, from your mom's books?

(Ruby sighing) - He was our first friend here.

And...

he reminds us of mom. So...

- Oh.

- I'm sorry he scared you,

and I'm sorry I haven't been here.

Just bad timing! Where's Dad?

- Uh, hunting and gathering our supper.

- Well, more alone time for us!

- Okay! Yeah! Great! Perfect!

- Come and sit.

- So... - Um.

- I'll just ask: Ruby, are you happy here?

- Uh, sure!

Don't I look happy?

- I-it's just that I'm really worried about you.

I mean, you're running around town like a wild child.

- I am? - What your Grandad means

is that your mom always mapped out boundaries for you and--

- I'm just not sure that your dad is tough enough

in order to keep that-- - Sure, he is!

Like, uh, homework! Dad's mental about homework.

And chores. So, yeah!

He's tough enough. Don't worry.

He's even got me working on this awesome

garden we started. You gotta check it out!

- You go.

- Come on. - Go ahead. Show me.

- So we have tomatoes, lettuce...

- Yeah. What else?

- Um... that's all the vegetables I know.

(panting)

- There you are.

(grunting)

- I can't talk right now. Busy with my raw athleticism.

- I just thought you might want to know about

some things we found out? - Yeah? Is it supposed

to make me feel better? - It might.

- Okay. Hit me with the big secret, then.

- Yeah. Um, we don't know that yet, but, um...

We talked with Aiysha

and she told us all about your mom and how

she took you home and gave up everything for you.

- Uh-huh. - Sam!

She didn't want you to wind up in foster care.

She really cares about you!

- Yeah? Well, you know what? If she cares so much,

then why doesn't she just tell me? It's like I...

I can't handle the truth?

- Maybe she's still trying to protect you.

- Overprotect me, you mean! It's like I'm eight years old!

- Sam.

- Well, can an eight-year-old do all this?

Or this? Or this?

(panting)

(thudding) - Sam? Sam!

Sam, what's wrong?!

Say something! Sam!

I'm going to go get help. Miss Price!

Miss Price! Sam needs help! Please!

(birds chirping)

(Gram): Well, you know, it's those cherry tomatoes.

- Ruby, can you please explain

what this was doing under the couch?

- Uh...

y-yeah. It's, uh, well, because we, I...

(sighing)

(phone chiming) - Um... sorry.

I just uh, we didn't...

We thought it might help and...

I'm... sorry. My friend's just been put in the hospital.

- Okay, Ruby. Go.

(door opening and closing)

(steady beeping)

(indistinct chattering over PA)

- What happened?

- It was awful! He just...

folded up and turned all grey.

- Hey, Ruby.

- Hi, Miss Price. Um... is he going to be okay?

- The patch they installed in his heart as a baby ruptured.

Up until now his heart has been compensating for the hole,

but he got stressed and his heart

couldn't handle it.

It sounds scary and it is,

but he's safe and he's getting the best care possible.

- Can we talk to him?

- Yeah. Keep it quick, girls, okay?

- Thank you.

(steady beeping continues)

- Hey, Sam. - Hey, buddy.

- You're gonna get better, right?

- You gotta.

You still have so many jokes to tell,

pranks to pull.

- Hugs to give.

We love you, Sam.

- We do.

- You guys are saps.

- Sam! (chuckling)

(indistinct chattering over PA)

(doctor): ...action my colleagues recommend.

- What? No. That's too risky.

- No, it's not.

- It is.

What would you do if this were your child?

- I would still go for the open-heart surgery.

It's worth the risk. - How can you say that?

Have you looked at his entire chart?

Actually, don't bother. I have it right here.

Sam is not a good candidate for this procedure, see?

In 2008? And then, again, in 2012.

And what about complications? Hmm? He-he's AB negative.

What happens if he needs a transfusion

like he did last time?

- I never said there wouldn't be a risk.

- No, but do you hear what I'm saying?

- Ultimately, it is up to you,

but I would recommend that we-- - Patch it up with a catheter.

It's safer. Smaller scar even?

- That's an option.

A good one.

- I'm glad we agree.

- Don't you worry, Paula.

Lil Baby Grey came through last time, and he will again.

We'll take extra good care of him.

- Thank you, Aiysha.

- Come on. I'll buy you a cup of herbal tea.

- Ah, yeah. Okay.

- Baby Grey? Is that a nickname?

'Cause the ASD made him pale?

- Maybe. Or... - What?

- Well, my mom kept my baby hospital bracelet,

but it didn't say Ruby.

It said, "Baby O'Reilly" 'cause I wasn't named yet.

So maybe Grey... - Is the birth mom's last name!

- Bingo! Now we just gotta go find her.

(door closing) (Daniel): Hello? Ruby?

Could you come give me a hand?

I just got...

- You're hiding our daughter.

- We said we wouldn't point fingers.

(door opening) - No. About--

- Hey, Dan! I was right behind you.

I brought some apple fritter welcomes for your in-laws.

So good to meet you, Dr. and Mrs. Wilton.

- Um...

Uh, this is, uh, Ava.

- Daniel has spoken so much about you.

- Did he mention that we're the parents of his dead wife?

Our daughter? - Doug!

- I get it now.

You're hiding her existence,

you move as far away from us as possible.

It all adds up to... this.

- Uh, no. No, no, no. There's nothing, uh,

going on here. It's, uh...

- I'm... gonna go.

Deliveries to make. - No, stay!

We're on our way out, anyway.

- Doug!

(phone chiming) - Uh-oh.

Things went sideways with my grandparents.

- Do you need to go? - Um...

(phone whooshing)

No. Dad says no point in rushing.

(sighing)

- You know what'll make us feel better? If we solve a wish.

- Yeah.

- All right, let's see...

old classified ads.

Born. Married. Dead.

Born. Married. Dead.

Talk about the circle of life.

- Uh, there's gotta be something around Sam's birthday,

like an announcement? - Nope. No Baby Grey.

- Makes sense. I mean, why would you announce a kid

you're not going to keep?

- Hold on! "Grey's Salon."

- Grey, as in the name of whoever runs it?

- Who took time off exactly when Sam was born.

- Uh, let's go back a couple of weeks.

- Another one!

"Sharon will be off for a few weeks. Stay tuned!"

A week before Sam came along.

- Okay, Sharon.

Where are you now?

- I think this visit may have been a little too soon.

- Oh, really? What makes you say that?

- Oh, I don't know.

Could be my husband sitting in our car,

talking to himself to the rearview.

(horn honking)

And also that.

- Are you gonna, uh...? - Oh, no!

I'm going to let him cool down for a minute.

I'm just really sorry, Daniel.

- Oh, no, no, no.

There's nothing to be sorry about.

I-I get it, I get it.

You know, I lost my wife,

Ruby lost her mom, but you. you lost your only daughter.

- Mmm.

- Whenever Doug gets prickly, I just think,

"What if I lost Ruby?"

And that?

I-I just can't imagine.

Don't even want to imagine.

And you? You live it every day.

- I think the hardest part

is his being a doctor.

He felt he should've been able to do more.

- I know he thinks that I gave up on her.

There's more treatments that he wanted to try, but...

Summer just...

She just wanted to die with dignity.

She'd had enough.

She wanted to be present with Ruby.

And that was her decision to make, not mine.

I just don't think Doug has forgiven me for that yet.

(horn honking)

- It's, uh,

just going to take some time.

Or something to eat.

He gets honky when he's hangry.

(laughing)

(horn honking)

We'll be back soon.

- Okay.

(mysterious music)

- Oof! It's like a time capsule of bad fashion.

- Ugh.

Sharon's Hair Aesthetics.

Uh, Sunnyridge. Grand opening, 13 years ago.

- So she moved.

Is the shop still around? - Uh...

Uh-huh. And so's she.

- "Places Lived: Emerald."

"Husband: Matt."

- They look settled in their new life.

I mean, charity work,

community groups.

- Hmm.

- Oh, look here.

"New clients text for free consult."

- So, we have her name, her address

and her phone number.

- But after all that's happened...

- The question is, what do we do with it?

(steady beeping)

(tense music)

(phone keypad beeping)

(phone vibrating, ringing)

- Hey, Ruby.

- Hey, Dad, I got your message. What's up?

- First Sam. How's he doing?

Is he, uh... is he okay?

- He has to have surgery, but yeah. Um, what about...?

- They left.

I don't know for how long.

I don't know, I guess I thought with time,

that maybe...

I don't know what I thought.

We never should've hid Mom's stuff.

She's someone who touched the lives of everyone she knew.

We can't just hide that under a couch,

not even for a minute.

- Our hearts were in the right place.

- Yeah.

The damage is done, though, so...

(indistinct chattering)

- Maybe I can undo it.

- Hello?

(bell on door ringing)

- Oh! Come! Join us, sweetheart.

Hi. Aw...

We didn't leave because of you.

It's not your fault.

- I know. - Good.

- But...

it's not Dad's fault, either.

- Well, I-I'm sorry, but I find that hard to believe.

There's hardly any sign of your mom anywhere in that house.

- Because we put it all away for you.

- For us?

- We didn't think you were ready.

We thought you'd walk into that house

and see all of the stuff everywhere and...

it'd be too much.

- I-I'm surprised to hear that.

- Not me.

Ruby, you're as thoughtful as your mother.

- Yeah, well...

Mom was someone who touched the lives

of everyone she knew.

- Wise words.

- Dad said that.

He also said that...

we have to be patient and let you grieve,

and wait for you...

no matter how long it takes because...

because we're family.

(soft music)

(brakes squealing)

(engine stopping)

- You're back.

- Found them at the diner. - She cornered us.

Even got Doug to listen.

- Really?

- I would've left, but I was too full of pie.

(laughing) - Which worked out,

because we needed to hear what Ruby had to say.

- And I...

I want to explain myself.

Ah, I've been so wound up an...

But-but Ruby? Her point was...

we're family.

And I tried to see that,

and put myself in your shoes.

If I had lost Katie

when Summer was small, I don't know.

I-I...

Look at this kid. Fantastic!

- Yeah, she's all right.

(laughing)

- And what Summer wanted to do...

I couldn't

. You did the right thing, Daniel.

(sighing)

- Grandpa.

- Give us a minute.

- Yeah.

- Oh. Oh, my darling.

- Wow. Parenting is so hard. (Sam laughing)

- Yeah. It's not for the weak.

It's the best thing I ever did, though.

- Thanks.

- Thanks? For what?

- Sam. I know what to do now.

But first...

- Ah, sweetheart.

Kid.

Daniel. Son.

You're all right.

(indistinct chattering over PA)

(phone ringing)

- Hey, Ms. Price. - Hey, you two.

- How's Sam doing? - He's stable.

The operation went off without a hitch.

- That's good to hear.

- Yeah. - Um...

Can we talk to you for a second?

- Uh, yeah. Do you want to sit?

- Sure. - Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Um...

So, we found the info on Sam's birth parents.

- Tell him, don't tell him. It's so your call,

'kay? This whole parenting thing is not our jam.

- Here.

- Thanks.

You know, I-I..

I do have something to tell him.

- So?

- No idea.

(soft music)

(birds, insects chirping)

(brakes squealing)

(engine stopping)

- Knowing you, you're probably pretty hungry.

- Ah! Starved! Hospital food...

Made my breakfast wait back in my room

until it's ready to apologize. (laughing)

- Sam. Just wait.

There's something I want to talk to you about.

- Okay, if it's about the motorcycle, trust me.

I'm-I'm over it.

- I'm glad to hear it. But it's not that.

(clearing throat)

Your birth mom's name is Sharon Caroline Grey.

She lives in Sunnyridge,

that's two-and-a-half hours away.

She married your birth dad,

Matt. They have a dog...

named Charlie.

They don't have any kids, at least other than you.

- You knew that the whole time?

- Originally, I wasn't supposed to say anything to you

until you were 18, and honey, I had to respect that.

But I tracked them down and I asked them if we could

move that timeline up a little bit.

And they said okay

after I told them...

what a terrific young man you are.

You're so smart.

And brave. Kind.

All-around pretty wonderful.

- Yeah, except when I get mad and wind up in the hospital.

- Hey! You're a sensitive kid with big feelings

and that's a big part of what makes you so wonderful.

- Okay. Thank you. - Okay.

So, uh...

they said that whenever you're ready,

we can arrange a meeting.

- Oh... Wh...

- Are you ready?

- You're asking me?

Okay. - Nice.

- Can I have the other one? - Yeah. It's right here.

- Oh! Company.

- Hey! How's it going, guys?

What's that?

- Ta-da! - Snickerdoodles.

Thank you. Mmm.

- Well? You found your family.

Are you going to meet them? - Mmm...

Ah, we'll see. But right now,

between my mom and you guys,

I got about as much family as I can handle, so...

(chuckling)

Hey! Check it out.

- Huh.

- Yes! I like the look of that!

- So nice. - Hey!

- Thank you. (gasping)

Snickerdoodles! Can I have one? - Go for it!

- Can I have two? - Have three.

(Ruby): Who's your family? There are as many answers

as people. But I think it's whoever

lifts you up. Whoever makes you stronger.

- That's good.

- It's good? - Yeah.

- You may not always agree.

You may have ups and downs, but family is more than blood.

(chiming)

It's our lives together, the stories we share.

(laughing)

And the stories still to come.

- ...bring you home from the hospital,

but it was too big! I didn't know.

- It looks like I'm... yeah. - It swallowed you whole!

- Legless. Armless, legless. (laughing)

- And the medal?

Turns out it's a Nightingale Medal,

awarded to those distinguished in the nursing field.

Paula was one of six recipients that year.

She saved it for Sam.

She wanted to keep it in the family.

- Like that! - That's good.

That is so good. And then...

See that? That was your...

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