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Oh.
Nothing.
Piece for you.
Piece for you.
There you go.
I remember laughter
from that day,
plenty of laughter.
Nobody's new clothes fit,
but we tried them on anyway.
Believe it or not,
we were happy.
We were more together
than we had ever been.
Danny...
Do you remember
that day on the train...
The man with the box?
Do you remember
looking inside the box?
Yeah.
What was in it?
Nothing.
Really nothing?
You mean it was actually empty?
But I thought I...
I remember him saying
it was a present.
Was he playing
some kind of a joke?
I mean, is this
some kind of a joke?
Danny died on January 17th.
Jenny went on February third,
and my husband Robert lingered
until the 27th.
And through all of this,
going back and forth
to the hospital each day...
I look for him.
I need to find him...
To know what my son knew and
then passed on to the others.
It's the only way
I can get close to them now.
I want to see.
I have to see.
I'm hungry.
Tsk.
Good morning, Carla.
Oh, thank you.
The guests will be getting here
in less than an hour.
I let Lucy sleep in.
She hasn't been sleeping well.
You want me to wake her?
in 15 if she's not up yet.
Okay.
Is that for David?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
No, I don't think Mr. Lampton
will be joining us
at his daughter's birthday.
His car was here
when I got in this morning.
Must have gotten in late.
No. No.
He's not back from his trip yet.
Maybe he's out for a run.
if he had come in last night.
Yes, of course. I didn't...
Okay. I... well,
I'll just take his, too.
No use letting it go to waste.
Can you, um...
Get the table runner
from the hall closet,
and, uh, just put it
on the side table.
gifts and cards over there.
Yes, ma'am.
Ooh, sorry.
David.
God, between you and Carla,
you're gonna give me
a heart attack.
You know, I didn't
even hear you come in.
I don't know.
Anyway, I'm just so glad
that you're back.
I really, really want this
to go well.
Lucy has been having
such anxiety,
and I'm just really
hoping that this
brings her out of her shell.
Do you know her therapist
says that she gets her anxiety
from watching me?
Me?
Can you believe it?
I mean, the nerve.
It's just... anyway,
it doesn't matter.
She's gonna be so glad
that you made it.
David?
David...
Mom!
Mommy!
Where are you?
Hi.
I'm right here, panda.
Good morning.
Happy birthday.
It's my birthday.
I know. I know.
It is your birthday.
I had an accident.
Oh, no. Oh, Luce,
what happened?
It's gonna be okay.
All right?
Everything's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
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