Hidden Intentions

- Hey you. - Hey.

Do you need any help?

I can't believe my sister just died in a car accident.

How long will you be gone for?

Uh, I don't know. We'll see how it goes.

I need to make things right.

- Ah. - Ah!

- Ah. - Ah.

What? No good?

These eggs look like hash browns.

Mom used to make pancakes with burned edges.

I can try.

Or maybe tomorrow I'll get some blueberry muffins.

Toast 'em up with butter. I think I can pull that off.

Morning, honey.

"Morning, dad."

Tsk. Hush, hon. Turn that down. I can hear it from here.

Soph, you're gonna make yourself deaf.

Hey. Off.

- Happy? - Happier.

Hey, dad, um, I need the car tonight.

I need to be at Skylar's by 6:00.

Mm, well, I'm not sure I'm gonna be home from work by then.

Well, then how am I supposed to get there?

- - Oh. Well, there's an idea.

Mm.

Hey!

- How are ya? -

- I'm good. - Good.

I'm gonna go get my backpack.

Can I come to meet your dad, too?

- Okay. - Sweet.

- Morning, Luke. - Hi, Mr. Caldwell.

How are you? I'm good, good.

Um, my mom and dad were wondering if you guys

would like to come over for supper sometime this week.

Oh, well, that's very nice of them.

Uh, they just felt really bad

that they weren't at the funeral.

Okay, we're going.

Have a good day, you two.

- Bye, guys. - Bye.

Are you okay?

- - It's gonna be okay.

I just miss her so much.

Hey, that's normal.

It's only been a couple of weeks.

- Hello. - Is this Mr. David Caldwell?

Yes, this is.

Who's speaking? Tsk. Hello?

I heard about the car accident.

I-I'm so sorry about your wife.

Uh, thank you. Who's calling?

I-I just wanted, I...

I'm so sorry.

Uh, can I help you?

Are...

Are you David Caldwell?

Oh, did, uh...

Did you call my office earlier today?

Uh, yeah.

Uh, I'm so, I'm sorry, do I know you?

I'm Jordyn.

Uh, uh...

Jordyn Robinson.

Oh, my God.

Uh, just come in. Please, come in.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

No, you're not. Please, come in.

Gosh, I can't believe this.

Uh...

God, you really do look like her.

I, uh, I mean, not exactly, but the more I look at you...

Yeah. You should have seen us when we were little.

People used to think we were twins.

Uh, s-sorry, can I, uh, can I get you a drink?

- No, no. I'm okay. - Well, please, have a seat.

Okay.

Um...

I'm sorry, uh, forgive me for asking,

but how did you even hear

about the car accident?

I mean, unless there's something I don't know.

You guys hadn't spoken in, what, 20 years?

I, uh, um...

- Do you know Aunt Phyllis? - I, uh, um...

Uh, maybe. Quirky, with thick glasses.

- Little m... Yeah. - Yeah.

I'm not sure if she'd agree with you on that description,

but, yes, that's Aunt Phyllis.

Yeah.

She's one of the only family members

that I stayed in touch with.

I see.

I am so sorry about everything, David.

And listen, I, I know what you must think of me

and what you must have heard...

No. No, no, no. Jordyn, listen, no.

Uh, look...

I loved your sister

more than anything in the world.

Uh, and I would do anything for her or the kids,

but look, I know, she can be...

she could be tough sometimes.

A lot of the time.

You know, as far as I'm concerned,

the past is past. Just...

Life's too short...

as we know.

Well, listen, I should probably get going.

I shouldn't even have intruded on you like this.

- Because... - Come on. No, you're family.

I'm sorry. I didn't even, I didn't even ask.

- Where are you staying? - Oh, just...

You know, out by the airport. Fast and easy.

- Well, we have a spare room. - No.

- It's... - No.

Uh, plus, all my stuff's back at the hotel, so...

But if you don't mind, I would like to come back

tomorrow morning and meet the kids?

Well, I think they'd like that.

- I'd like that. - Great.

- A new start. - Yeah.

Well...

Family...

You never know how much you're gonna miss it

till it's gone.

Who is she?

Uh, well, kids, this is, uh, uh...

Uh, I'm your Aunt Jordyn.

Your mom's sister.

- Whoa! - Yeah.

Well, thanks for coming. I'm sure mom would be touched.

- Sophie... - No, no, no. It's okay.

I'm sorry. Um...

You know, I don't blame you.

I haven't seen your mom in over 20 years.

I've never met your brother and I've never met you.

I deserve it.

Well, uh, Jordyn,

this is Sophie and this is Noah.

So how old are you guys?

I'm 16.

Tsk. And she's 18.

Hm. A young lady.

Dad, what the hell is she doing here?

- I should go. - Hey, no, no. You stay.

Sophie. Now, you listen, young lady.

I don't care what's happened, that doesn't give you the right

to treat someone like that.

Hey.

- I'm so... - No, no, no, it's, it's okay.

Go to her.

- - She needs you.

Go away.

Soph, let me come in, please.

I said, go away.

Hey.

Soph...

What?

We just buried mom a few weeks ago

and that bitch shows up?

Look...

There's a lot between your mom and her sister

that you don't know, okay?

I just miss her so much.

I know, honey. I know.

I miss her, too.

You know, David, I really appreciate the offer.

I'm just, I'm not sure how comfortable I am with it.

You know, you, you haven't even really had time

to properly grieve yet.

Look, maybe this is selfish,

but... having you re

reminds me of her.

It's like having a piece of her still with me.

It's not selfish, it's sweet.