Keira and Irene take their leave, her forced smile dropping as soon as her back is turned. 

The sun sets, stars fill the sky, and we transition to later that evening.

Irene: I think this will be a good thing after all.

Keira is in the laundry room, transferring Garrett’s now clean jacket into the dryer.

Keira: What’s good?

Irene: Moving here! It’s a new home, a new LIFE. Maybe things will be different.

Keira: If only it were that simple.

Irene: It could be.