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This was me,

Erica Clements.

I was 20 years old and still living at home,

which was a trailer,

also later.

- Hey guys,

you should get down here.

It's amazing.

I was miserable.

- The water's so cold.

Get down here!

Unlike some people,

I was never a morning person.

Hey guys, we can go for a morning boat ride.

Want to go for a morning boat ride?

- Are you kidding me?

But that particular morning,

was a doozy.

I gotta tweet this!

It was also the morning I decided

I had officially had enough of my life.

- Hey, you're up early.

- Hey Max, guess what?

Marcy frickin' Spencer just arrived,

and she brought her stupid friends this time.

I just can't take this anymore.

- Okay, come over here, I'll make you some breakfast.

Thanks, you're the best.

It's so quiet.

- I'll be there in 20 minutes.

I said, listen to how quiet it is.

- Hey Erica.

- Hi.

Where is the paddle boat?

- Morning, sweetheart.

- Morning Daddy.

Where is the paddle boat?

- Shh.

Hang on a second.

Come on little fellow,

just come a little closer.

- The boat, Daddy, where is the paddle boat?

- Oh, I sold it.

- You what?

- We needed the funds, so I sold it to the Spencers.

- The Spencers?

Are you kidding me?

You guys gave me that for my 14th birthday.

I loved that boat.

- Well honey, it was just a boat.

- It was our only way across the lake.

- That's why God gave us feet

so we can walk around the lake.

- Right, and he also gave us feet

so we could pedal a paddle boat.

- Honey, you're upsetting the fish.

Come here, little fellow.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Thank you.

Hey it's Max.

Leave a message after the beep.

Max, it's me.

It's not gonna be 20 minutes, it's gonna be an hour.

I'll fill you in when I get there.

It's funny how one little thing

can trigger so many memories.

Life used to be simple.

We were 13.

Can you be in love at 13?

I hadn't even kissed a boy yet, and Max,

well there was just no one like him.

- It's okay, don't worry.

Max and I were inseparable.

He was my first love.

And he was part of everything.

I had the perfect life.

And then it broke,

and I broke, too.

Actually Max wasn't my first love,

my Mom was.

And my Dad?

He just stopped.

He stopped everything.

We both did.

When someone you love needs you, you just,

well, college could wait.

My Dad lost his job.

He couldn't call in sick forever.

When he got fired,

I found out that our home wasn't actually our home.

It was a company condo,

and since he no longer worked for the company.

So we headed to the one place that still felt like home.

We didn't know it at the time,

but the bank would eventually foreclose on our cottage,

and my Dad's old boss,

he ended up buying it at an auction.

Nice, huh?

But business is business.

He did let us keep a small piece of the property.

My Dad was desperate to have it.

At the time, I didn't know why.

To me it was just a constant humiliating reminder

of the life we just lost.

So, that was my life.

No money, no boat, living in a trailer

at the foot of Mount Spencer.

- Morning.

- Hey.

- Good morning.

Hey, how come you have Erica's boat?

- I need to get some gas.

- I have gas.

That came out wrong.

- It usually does.

Are you any good?

I'll bet you're awesome, totally awesome.

- It wasn't that good.

- Holy crap.

- Babe?

- Are you okay?

- What, do I not look okay, Marcy?

Maybe you're the one who's not okay.

- Babe, how long were you standing in those bushes for?

- Do you mean was I there long enough

to see you flirting with these tarts?

- Excuse me.

- I think it's a compliment?

- Oh, then thank you.

- No, I mean how long were you standing in those bushes?

That's giant hog weed.

- What did you do to my paddle boat?

- It's what?

- We just bedazzled it a bit.

And actually your dad sold it to us, so it's technically...

- Giant hog weed, that is ten times worse than poison ivy.

- You don't look so good.

- Yeah, well neither does my paddle boat now.

- Erica it's not,

shall we call 911?

- Yeah, because I'm gonna kill you.

- Are you okay?

- Oh my God!

Hey, it could be worse.

- I look like Porky the Pig.

- That's what the paramedic said.

- Paramedic?

Why would, why would you call the paramedic?

- I didn't call, Marcy did.

- Marcy did.

She just wants me to be humiliated.

- No, I don't think that's what she intended.

- She didn't take any pictures, did she?

- What?

- Did Marcy and her idiot friends

take any pictures of my Porky face?

How could you let this happen?

- I didn't know they were taking pictures at the time.

- She posted them?

- What, posted what?

- Let me see them, right now.

- No.

- Let me see it.

- No.

- Okay.

I am done.

That's it.

That's all folks.

Something funny?

- That's all folks?

Porky the Pig?

You can continue what you were saying.

- I am done with life bowling me over, Max.

It is time Marcy Spencer gets what's coming to her.

- Hey, what do say we test out the bed

before we go swimming?

- What are you doing?

My parents are in the next room.

- Exactly.

It makes it more dangerous.

- You're crazy.

- I am, crazy and wild.

- Forget it, not when my parents are here.

- But they're here all weekend.

- Exactly.

- Wait, we're not gonna do anything all weekend?

- Jackson, it's only 48 hours.

- It's 48 hours.

That's like,

almost half a hundred hours.

- It'll be good for us.

We can go for a swim,

go for a hike.

- There are places we can do it.

- We can take the boat out, make a campfire,

play some cards.

- Play some cards?

Seriously?

What, no shuffleboard?

- I need to take back my life.

- Sure.

- I deserve this.

I am worthy.

- Totally.

- Okay, I'm gonna do it,

and it starts with that paddle boat.

- Right.

What?

- I'm taking back the paddle boat.

It's mine, and I want it back.

- Well, how you gonna buy it back if...

- I didn't say I was buying it back,

I'm taking it back.

- You're gonna steal Marcy's paddle boat?

- It's my paddle boat.

- Here, so your paddle boat?

- Yes, and you're gonna help me.

- I'm gonna steal your paddle boat?

- This is step one of my journey, Max,

step one in getting me to where I rightfully belong.

Six months from now, do you know where I plan on living?

Prison?

- Back in that cottage,

where Marcy Spencer and her ungrateful family

are now frolicking.

- Dear Lord, thank you for the blessing

of this beautiful meal,

and for the abundance you have graciously

bestowed upon our lives.

Amen.

We should probably wait until it's dark.

Don't you think we should take some time

to think about all the consequences?

We could get into so much trouble.

- And we'll need a place to hide it for while,

until the coast is clear.

- Until the coast is clear?

Do you even hear yourself?

- Okay, here's how this is gonna go down.

Tonight, Marcy and her jerk-faces

will be burning marshmallows,

that's when we'll strike.

The first thing to remember

is that you cannot be seen by anyone.

When the coast is clear,

I'll give you the signal.

You'll locate the target,

you'll cut it loose,

you'll complete the extraction.

And remember,

you cannot be seen by anyone.

Got it?

- It's a lot of work for just a paddle boat?

- Just a paddle boat?

This represents,

this is who I am.

It's my only form of transportation across the lake,

so if you ever want to make out with me again?

- Let's do it.

- Wow, you really suck at this, huh?

- Yeah, I guess I do.

- Be quiet.

- How long was that?

That was too long.

- Like 12 seconds, keep your voice down.

Where's the knife?

- What?

- The knife, where is the knife to cut the boat loose?

- I must have dropped it.

- It's all in the log positioning.

You see this big log.

He's gotta know that there's a little log over here

that wants to share his flames.

See?

- I can't find it.

- Okay, forget the knife.

- It's so dark down there.

- Forget it, just untie the rope.

Hurry up.

- Hey, that was pretty easy.

Why did we even need the knife?

- Wrap the cover.

- Why would somebody use a rope this small to tie up a boat?

- Wrap the cover.

- Okay.

- See that?

Look at them sharing.

- Hey, I got a question.

- What?

- I don't get this plan.

- We just take the boat and hide it somewhere

so they can't use it anymore.

- Right, but technically you can't use it either,

so it's not yours.

- Okay, bring it back.

- What?

- Just put the boat back, damn it.

Maybe they'll find the knife

and step on it when they're swimming.

- It is dark down there.

- What are you doing?

- I'm just singing with you.

- We talked about, just because you're in a different key

doesn't mean you're harmonizing, right?

- I didn't realize I was in a different key.

- Yeah well it's all right.

- I'll just do this one of my own, cool?

- Okay.

You have such a great voice.

Well, at least we tried.

- Maybe we don't need to steal the paddle boat.

- Yeah, that's exactly what I've been saying.

- Maybe we could just blackmail her to get it back.

Think about it.

Marcy and her family, they're all about their image,

and status and reputations, right?

- No idea.

- So that's where we hit her.

We'll catch her in an awkward situation

where she feels incredibly vulnerable,

and we'll video it,

and then we threaten to post it online.

That's how we make her give me back the boat.

- Seriously?

- What? What's wrong with it?

- It's a bit mean.

Are you really comfortable with doing that?

That's not you.

In hindsight, Max was right,

and I should have listened to him.

But, to me, my actions were justified.

- You're right, it's not like me.

So I'm gonna need you to do it.

- What?

- Just, hide in the bushes,

and film something on your phone.

- Like what? I don't...

- I don't know, figure it out.

Get her picking her nose or

dancing in her underwear or

acting like an idiot with her stupid boyfriend.

- I don't know, that doesn't seem like it's...

- Do this one thing.

Just hide and no one will see you,

and no one will ever know who filmed it.

No big deal, and I promise once I get the boat back,

I will delete the video.

Max,

please.

- Fine.

- We should probably call it a night.

- Yeah.

Hey, let's go hang out for a bit.

- Yeah cool.

You guys go ahead, I'll make sure the fire is out.

- So, did you get it?

- Oh yeah, I got it.

- Holy crap, what is that smell?

- Oh um.

- You reek.

- I don't want to talk about it.

- It smells like burnt urine.

- Can we move on, please?

- Okay, what did you get?

- They were, you know.

- You got them?

- I did.

- No way.

- Oh trust me, there was some serious

moanin' and groanin' going on.

- Awesome.

- Those two are freaky.

- It's her parents.

- What?

- You filmed Mister and Missus Spencer doing it.

Max, how could you get this wrong?

All you had to do was point and shoot.

- Can you turn it off?

- Damn it Max.

Now what?

- Erica, can you just let it go?

- Please go home.

- You're kicking me out?

- You smell like a bus shelter.

- You kind of get used to it.

- See you tomorrow.

- I'm sorry.

- Morning.

- Hi.

- Oh my gosh, isn't it beautiful?

- Yeah.

- How'd you sleep?

- Not bad.

- Hey, I was thinking.

- No.

I can't do this right now.

- What?

- I just woke up.

- Okay.

I was just...

- I just need to chill for a bit and have my coffee.

Hey guys, who's in for bacon and eggs?

- I'm in, yeah.

Thanks Mister Spencer, love some.

- Yes please, Dad.

- He's in a chipper mood this morning.

- And so are you, with him.

- First of all,

he's talking about bacon.

So right away, that's kind of a get out of jail free card.

Secondly, hashtag outside the dome.

- What?

- The dome.

Your Dad's outside the dome.

That private thing you have when you're in a relationship?

No worries about anything,

and just be yourself.

Plus I like bacon.

- Shouldn't we just be ourselves all the time, everyone?

- Good one.

Morning.

- I have an idea.

- Jesus, you just scared the crap out of me.

- So I've been thinking.

- Yeah, that was nuts.

- Last night was a train wreck,

so we need to take things to the next level.

- Next level.

- Obviously we are not going to be able

to get that boat back.

- Yeah, accepting that is a great way for me...

- So we need to destroy it.

I know, I know, Max it kills me but,

if I can't enjoy that boat then nobody will.

- No.

- We're gonna burn it.

- Of course we are.

- But we're gonna make sure everyone sees it.

Tonight we are sending a message.

- Sure, why not?

- Tonight there will be more

than marshmallows getting roasted.

- Hi Daddy.

- Hey, sweetheart.

- I just wanted to let you know,

everything's gonna be okay.

I have a plan.

- Everything is okay.

- No, I mean with us, with this.

Everything is gonna change.

- Everything is always changing.

- No I mean with our money situation,

with living in a crappy camper

at the foot of Mount Spencer.

I'm gonna get us back where we belong.

- But we belong where we are.

- Dad,

look, they're living our life.

Look at us, look where we are, this is not us.

- This is us. - Mom never would...

Well, things are about to change Dad.

Mark my words.

Within six months we'll be calling a moving truck.

- Honey we live in a camper, we can drive when we move.

- You know what I mean.

And don't go night fishing tonight.

- What?

- What's up with trailer girl, anyway?

- What do you mean?

- I mean does she have permanent PMS?

- No.

She never used to.

- How long have you known her for?

- Our dads worked together,

so we saw each other at business parties and things.

We kind of grew up together.

- Wow.

Talk about two polar opposites.

Hey ladies, check this out.

- He's awesome.

- Be careful.

Oh my foot, my foot.

- You poor thing.

- It's no biggie Brin,

those kind of flips always come with a risk.

Hey hon, make a sad face.

- I don't feel like it.

- Come on just do it. - Make a sad face for him.

- I don't think that'll be necessary.

- No, I'll just tough it out.

- Tell me to go up to the cottage

and get you some Tylenol or something?

- That would be sweet, thanks.

It's killing me, how deep is it?

- It's just a scratch, you're gonna be fine.

- What, like you're a doctor or something?

- It barely broke the skin.

- Who the hell leaves a knife at the bottom of the lake?

- I'm sure it was just an accident.

Maybe it's a fishing knife that Erica's dad lost.

- Whatever, it's just killing me.

- You got a pedicure?

- What?

Okay I'll be fine, I'm good.

- Excuse me?

Mister Clements?

- Bruce, hello Marcy.

- Hi.

I was just wondering if you lost this knife.

I thought maybe you used it for fishing.

You know, when you gut the fish?

- I don't gut the fish.

That would be barbaric.

- Oh, okay.

Well, have a good day.

- That was an impressive back flip your boyfriend did.

- Yeah, he's pretty cool.

- Having someone do back flips for you is rare.

- See you later, Mister Clements.

- Enjoy the day.

- Hey Erica, feeling better?

- No, but I will be.

- Cool.

Hey, do you know who owns this knife?

It was in the lake.

Never seen it.

That's really weird, I don't know why it's in the lake.

You know I'm feeling a little bit weird right now.

- Right.

Feel better.

Are you sure you want to do this?

- Yes.

Hurry up.

It's gonna light up the entire lake.

- All right.

- What are you doing?

- What do you mean?

I'm trying to light the boat of fire.

- While you're sitting in it?

- Wait, toss me your phone.

I want to film this.

Okay, never mind, just keep going.

What are you doing?

- It won't catch.

- What do you mean?

- I mean it won't catch, it's not lighting.

- Why didn't you bring something to burn it,

like gasoline?

- And where was I supposed to find gasoline?

- You work at a marina.

Hey, who's down there?

- Hey, how come you took off?

That was a bust, huh?

Do you want a hand?

- No, don't need a hand,

not with this or with anything else.

- Are you made at me?

- No I'm not mad at you, Max,

because I know you did your best.

I just

don't think your best is enough.

- What do you mean?

- Maybe, this is one of the things I need to change.

- Change?

- I mean sometimes peoples' paths go different ways, right?

What they used to want, they don't want anymore.

- What?

- We tried, right?

I just feel like.

- Are you kidding me?

I mean I've done everything for you.

I've been there for all the highs and the lows.

What exactly do you want?

- More.

I want more, Max.

I want more than this,

more than a crazy father,

more than some guy who works at a marina.

I didn't mean.

- No, it's okay.

I'll see you around.

It's all about timing.

- Three words.

- Homeless man, begging.

Dog peeing on, hobo,

the littlest hobo.

- Oh the littlest hobo.

- Tarzan.

- There it is.

Right there.

- Come on.

- Hercules.

- That guy.

Hot.

Killer body.

Ah, Terminator!

- There it is, another one.

- The muscles, Schwarzenegger, definitely, you're perfect.

- Hi.

You built that yourself?

I could never do that.

- Shocking.

- Hey maybe you could come over and help us with ours?

- Seriously?

Can nothing be mine?

- Pardon?

Did you want to come up and play charades with us?

- Why?

- Because, it's fun.

- Yeah, no thanks.

- Okay.

I just feel bad about...

- I don't need pity from someone like you.

- You know what?

Forget it.

- Forgotten.

- Hey what is your deal?

- What's my deal?

- Yeah.

Why are you such a grumpy, wet bag of depression?

- Seriously?

- I was just trying to be friendly, and invite you over.

- By complimenting me on my fire?

- What?

- Great, yeah, you like my fire Marcy?

How do you like this?

You like that?

There's your great fire.

Too bad you can't take that from me.

Huh, Marcy?

- Wow.

Okay folks, who wants to get up and sing?

The stage is open.

Come on, music is the key to happiness.

Anybody?

Let's go, it's open mic.

Mic's open.

All right, there you go.

Flying solo tonight, huh?

Okay, whenever you're ready.

- You're welcome.

- You have got to be kidding me.

- You son of a B...

Yeah, not one of my prouder moments.

Why didn't you hit back?

- Because I was holding my wine.

- I see, I see,

then why would you even start the fight?

- I didn't start the fight.

I said one thing.

- Exactly.

- You were in a bar singing a lullaby, it's weird.

Why were you in a bar singing a lullaby?

- It's none of your business.

- You have a pretty good voice.

- Whatever.

- Seriously, it was good.

- Thank you.

I was kinda nervous.

- Speaking of nervous,

are these roads safe?

- Yeah, they're safe.

I've been taking shortcuts my whole life.

- Okay, cool.

Look if this paddle boat is such a big deal to you,

you can have it.

- What?

- Yeah, I'll just give it to you.

- Oh, you'll just give it to me?

- Yeah, it's no big deal.

- Why would you do that?

Out of pity?

- I don't know, maybe.

- Okay, I will accept your pity this one time.

But I'm gonna buy it back for double what you paid.

How much did you pay?

- $800.

You can just owe us if you want.

- Okay, but I am going to pay you back.

- Oh, I know.

Jackson's gonna be heartbroken.

He's taken like 40 pictures of the thing.

- Yeah, well maybe it'll force him

to get off his phone and get a life.

- Excuse me?

- Oh come on, the guy is such a...

- Or maybe I'm not the same person I was

when we started dating.

- Or maybe he's the one who changed.

- Yeah, maybe.

- The guy is a total idiot, he's so full of himself.

And such a complete... - Would you just stop?

Seriously Erica, you don't even know the guy.

- I'm just saying.

- I know what you're saying, but coming from the girl

with the perfect boyfriend.

- I dumped him.

- You what?

- I dumped him.

- Shut up.

Oh my God, you okay?

I didn't know, I'm sorry.

It's just every time I would go over there,

you guys are so together.

- Yeah.

Well every time I look over at you guys,

you guys are so happy.

- What's wrong with us?

Why do we hold on to things that make us feel horrible?

Both of us looking at each other, judging, it's,

it's so messed up.

- Life is so messed up.

I don't know what the whole freaking point is anyway.

- Will you please stop saying it?

- Okay, but for real though, I'm gonna pay you.

- I get it, that's what an IOU means.

- Okay, so how much?

- $1200.

- You son of a bitch.

- Business is business.

- Are you gonna talk to Jackson?

- Yeah, I guess.

- Good luck.

- Hey Erica?

You really do have a nice voice.

But the lullaby was still a weird choice.

- Morning.

- Morning, sweetheart.

What are you doing?

- I'm going to celebrate.

- Pardon me?

- Never mind.

Don't you worry about it.

You just keep on fishing, and doing your thing,

and I promise you it won't be long

until you are back on that big dock where you belong.

Our luck is changing, Dad.

- Morning, guys.

- Hey.

- It looks like PMS is stealing your boat.

- Oh no, I ga...

I mean I sold it to her.

It's fine.

- Where did you go last night?

I killed these guys at charades.

- Whatever.

- Long story.

- Wait, you went somewhere?

When'd you go somewhere?

- Last night, when I was gone for like three hours.

- Oh.

- Hey guys can you give us a few minutes alone?

- Sure, no problem.

- No, I mean you and me.

- Oh.

- Can you guys just go in for a second?

Can I ask you a question?

- Is it gonna be something deep?

- What?

- You always want to talk about deep stuff

first thing in the morning,

and my brain is not even awake yet.

- Well, I don't think it's deep.

But I don't know if you will.

- Pretty sure I will.

- Do you think this relationship has changed?

- Deep.

- Okay, let me rephrase it.

Are you happy?

- Well, I was.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Max, I got the boat back.

I've got the best story.

You're gonna laugh.

Max?

- Why do you always make everything so complicated?

You overthink everything.

- I overthink everything?

- Yes, why can't you just chill?

- That's a good question.

- See, now you're overthinking that.

- Okay, look, here's the thing.

Sometimes you say things to me that don't,

they feel bad.

And they never used to.

I mean, I never used to feel this way.

I guess I'm realizing that I love you Jackson,

but I also love me.

- I love you, too.

- That's not what I mean.

I feel like I'm holding things in,

not saying things,

like, like there's a voice in me that's saying hey,

this isn't how we want to be treated.

- We?

- Me.

I'm just talking about me.

- Okay.

- It feels wrong.

- What feels wrong?

- This, this feels wrong.

- He quit.

- What?

- He quit.

Got up this morning and asked me to cover his shift,

then handed me his keys and resignation.

Said he wanted to do more with his life.

He didn't want to just be a guy working in a marina,

which by the way kind of offended me.

- Where did he go?

- No idea, he said something about leaving town.

Thanks for the warning, Max.

- Did he leave a note or anything?

He just left?

- Yep, can't even get him on his cell.

- Yeah, it's uh...

- Maybe you're just being overly sensitive.

I mean, summer's almost over and,

I don't think I've been doing anything wrong.

- Maybe we're just changing.

- Maybe.

Are you dumping me?

- No, I'm not.

- You're not?

- No.

- Been in your shoes before.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- I just wanted to have my morning coffee.

- How's it going?

- I don't know.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't even remember the last time I felt happy.

I just want someone to tell me what to do.

- Do you know why this dock is so important to me?

- No.

- Because right there is where I proposed to your Mom.

What do you see when you look down there?

- My reflection?

- Look deeper.

- Fish.

I see fish.

- You know when your Mom and I came up here,

I fished all the time,

hours and hours.

I wanted to be the best fisherman on the lake,

the guy who caught the biggest fish.

I spent all this time picking out the most tempting bait,

cast out my line and wait.

Then I'd hook a fish,

I'd reel it in,

and I'd weigh it,

measure it,

and toss it back in,

because it wasn't big enough.

It wasn't good enough.

I just always thought the next one.

There are dozens and dozens of fish out there

that have been scarred by me.

Your Mom and I lived our whole lives like that.

It was about the house and the cottage and the cars,

the stuff.

When she died,

none of that seemed to matter much anymore.

There's always gonna be bigger fish.

- So, what are you saying to the fish, Dad.

- I'm sorry, please forgive me.

I love you.

Thank you.

- You're saying that to the fish?

- I'm saying that to everyone.

- I just wanted to say I,

this weekend was a lot of fun.

- I'm glad you had a nice time.

- Yeah, totally.

And your Dad's bacon was crazy good.

- Yep, he's a breakfast guy all right.

Can you pass me that bathing suit?

- Yeah, totally.

- I don't think I've forgotten anything.

- No.

- I don't know.

- No, I promise you won't regret this.

I'm a hard worker, fast learner, and very reliable.

- This job just isn't as easy as you might think it is.

- Oh I know, Max used to tell me about it all the time.

Oh no no, he wasn't complaining.

He loved it here.

I'm just saying I feel like I know this job

through like osmosis, or something.

Look, I grew up on this lake, I know the people.

Who better to serve your customers than one of your own?

- Mornings start at five a.m.

You stay in the apartment?

Boats come in over there.

You pull the gas tanks out before you fill them.

People want repairs, you send them to Jim in the shop.

You don't give them an estimate yourself.

Pays eight bucks an hour.

Why are you so desperate to work here?

- It's just something I need to do.

- Okay, whatever.

Here are the keys to the apartment.

This little hut, that's where you'll be stationed.

It's like your office, you keep it neat and tidy,

and the apartment too.

The early bird commuters will show up around six a.m.,

you need to be ready for them.

So get to work.

So there I was,

working in a stinky marina for less than minimum wage.

And why?

Because when you decide you want to change your life,

sometimes your life changes you instead.

I spent the next month working at the marina,

as the summer was winding down.

It was kind of nice.

There was a calmness about it.

It felt simple.

It's funny, the longer I worked there,

the more I started to appreciate Max,

how hard he worked, what a good person he was.

Stepping into his life made it feel

like he was there with me.

But, he wasn't.

- I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

I love you, thank you.

- No.

- Tell him.

- No.

- Say, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I love you, thank you.

Just hold him gently in your hand.

That's good.

Just like that.

- I'm sorry, please forgive me,

I love you, thank you.

I didn't know if I was

saying that to the fish,

or to my Dad,

but it just felt right.

Marcy and I were pretty much inseparable

for the last bit of the summer.

No, it's called a gearbox.

It's the lower part of the outboard motor.

It's near the propeller doohickey.

You really couldn't care less could you?

No, but I think it's awesome that you're into it.

I totally see why Max loved it.

Heard any word?

Nothing.

I really messed up didn't I?

Oh honey, of course you did.

Thanks.

But it'll be okay.

She and Jackson didn't work out.

No big surprise.

And I loved sitting in that boat,

my boat, with Marcy Spencer.

It turns out we were more similar than I'd realized.

She hadn't taken anything from me.

In fact, it was exactly the opposite.

It's amazing how our perceptions of other people

are sometimes based on the mess in our own heads.

So what are you gonna do when the winter hits?

Put on a jacket.

You guys can't stay in that camper in the winter.

Well, we haven't thought that far ahead.

We'll figure it out.

We always do.

Well, I talked to my Dad,

and he said you guys are welcome to stay

in the cottage if you want.

It's a good idea, you should do it.

We won't be up all winter, so it'll just sit empty.

- It's not me.

I actually think he'd be okay with it.

- Okay, I gotta go.

See you around Porky.

- I will never live that down, will I?

- I told Jackson not to post it.

- What a jerk.

Preachin' to the choir.

- So that's it?

I'm not gonna see you around?

You'll see me.

The lake was getting pretty quiet,

as all the cottagers were heading home.

- Hey.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- It's the end of the season.

I just wanted to come help Jason.

I didn't know you'd be here.

- Right, yeah.

Been here for a while.

- Jason said you were doing a great job.

- Did you want to come up for a bit?

- Yeah.

In that moment

I remember feeling four things.

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

I love you.

Thank you.

We moved back into the cottage for the winter.

It felt good to be there with my two most important people.

And while different things mattered to me,

more important things,

I realized that when we put our pieces back together,

sometimes they fit differently.

And life is such a funny thing, isn't it?

We think we can control it,

but it always seems to lead to us

to where we're meant to be.

If my Dad hadn't sold that paddle boat,

I never would have figured out

what was really important to me.

Thank you Dad.