Letter Never Sent

Claire?

Oh.

- You okay? - Hey, Henry.

Yeah, I'm okay,everything's fine.

- Yeah, looks like it. Everything seems really great.

- Just another stupid fight with Zack.

- Oh, yeah, that guy. - Yeah, well.

I think we're breaking up.

Oh, that's too bad.

Let's talk aboutsomething else.

Your graduation trip.

Don't you and Lily leave soon?

Mm-hmm.Just one more week.

And then we will bewearing berets

and sipping chocolat chaudin Paris.

That sounds perfect.

Okay.

You always knowhow to cheer me up.

High school graduation is this weekend.

I just realized that

with my trip and, you know,

college right after,

we might not be able to talklike this for a while.

But I still have so manysecrets and stories to tell you.

Well, you better let it allout and tell me everything now,

because there'sa very good chance

I will stay in Europeforever.

All right, tell her everything.

"Claire..."

"To my dearest Claire."

"Hey, Claire."

"What's up, Claire?"

"Yo, Claire."

Simple and from the heart.

"Dear Claire,

"I have known you for most of my life.

"And in all those years of friendship,

"I haven't been completely honest with you.

"Since this is the last week of high school,

"I think it's finally time for me to tell you the truth.

"I remember the first time I saw you,

"down to the smallest detail.

"It was the day you moved in next door

"and I watched you sit on the front porch,

"cheering on the movers.

"I remember that like it was yesterday,

"but, for some strange reason,

"I can't remember when I fell in love with you.

"It's almost like I've always loved you even before we met.

"and I was just waiting for you to walk into my life.

"These feelings have always been there.

"They've never gone away,

and I don't think they ever will."

Hey.

Picked up your yearbook when I got mine.

- Oh, thanks. - Look what Stacy wrote in--

You coming to class?

- Uh, not yet. I'll meet you there.

- All right. Later.

- Uh... - "I'm pretty sure you don't

"feel the same way,

"but I think it's time to let it all out

"and tell you everything. - Maybe it's bad.

"Sincerely...

"Love...

- Henry! Hey.

- Hey. - What's going on?

I just--I--

- Hey, you. - Hi.

Oh, hey, Zack.

Not to be weird, but didn't you guys break up?

- No. No, that was just a silly fight.

Uh, was there something you needed?

- My mom was just wondering if your family

could come over some time for dinner next week.

I know you'll be gone already, but--

- Um, sure. I can ask them.

- Oh, cool. Thanks.

I gotta go.

I'll...see you.

I don't know.

- Okay, I'm done here. You ready?

- I have been ready for days.

- Tom, your computer's still on

and you have a game of Solitaire open.

- Happy? - Yeah.

All right, uh, Tyler? See you in two weeks.

- Yeah, I'll hold down the fort, boss.

All right--oh, and don't forget about the tile--

- Got it covered. Enjoy your break.

We will.

Can't wait to chill in the old homestead.

- Oh, you mean my mom's house?

- Yes. Your mom's house.

- I can't believe you ate my peanuts, Tom.

- Back off, man. I'm starving.

- Ah, this place hasn't changed.

Never does.

Man, I haven't been here in like five years.

- Been, what, two years for you, right?

Yeah, just about.

There's my boy!

I'm so glad you're home!

Oh, are you kidding?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

You turning the big 5-0.

Ah, do not remind me.

Tom, how are you? - Fantastic.

Still a sweet pad.

Every time I'm in this room, I feel like I'm 16 all over again.

Ah, the memories.

All the homework.

- All your dateless Saturdays.

- Late nights. - Playing video games.

- I used to shout out this window to Claire.

We tried sending notes to each other on paper airplanes.

Definitely did not work, so we just yelled.

Right, Claire.

How long has it been since you've seen her?

Few years, I guess.

- Will you help me out and set the table

while I finish up dinner?

- Yeah--hey, Mom, did someone

move into the Goodsters' old house?

- Yeah, Claire did a couple of months ago.

Just for a little while.

Thought I told you.

- No...I thought that her parents moved out.

- Well, they did but, you know, her grandmother

originally owned the house and she got really sick,

and so Claire moved back to take care of her

before she just passed away.

I could have sworn I told you.

- I think I would have remembered.

- Huh. - You know, my mind

is actually like a steel trap.

If you want me to teach you some things, I can.

Saved by the bell.

- That is probably Claire and Lily right now.

I invited them over for dinner.

I just thought it'd be really fun

for you guys to all catch up.

- Wait, now? - Yeah.

Can you get it for me, please?

Go. Come--

- Hey. - Henry!

Oh, my gosh!

Look at you!

So grown up and a little bit of man stubble.

- Oh, not really, but yeah. Yeah, thank you.

Look at you! I'm sorry.

- Hi. - Tom! How are you?

- Thank you. - Oh, you guys remember Lily.

- Yeah, hello. - Hi.

- It's me, Tom. King.

We had half a semester of Biology, actually.

- Wow, you really do have a good memory.

- I told you, it's a steel trap.

- And why only half a semester?

Well, I got sick,

when I got my midterm back.

- Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes.

You're the guy who threw up and fainted, when you failed.

He's the one.

- I am so glad you girls could come!

- Thank you so much for inviting us!

- This worked out perfectly. - Yeah, absolutely.

- Come in, come in, come in.

- So...I'm the guy that throws up.

Ah, Tom.

Don't take it personally. Lily doesn't remember

a lot of people from high school.

She was little too busy with her face in a book.

I'm sorry, I preferred the classics to our classmates.

Oh, well, that's my sweet Lil.

Always too busy reading the romantics.

Hey, Claire, I'm really sorry about your grandma.

My mom just told me. - Oh.

Yeah, sorry, Claire.

- Thanks, guys, you're sweet.

- Remember that time she made us play Cinderella,

just to clean the kitchen?

Yes!

You made a beautiful fairy godmother.

Ah, excuse me.

Okay.

I wanna hear all about your photography, Claire.

- Wow, you're a photographer now?

- Yeah. - Wow, that's great.

- Lily, what brought you back to town?

- Um, well, I moved back after college

and I now own a boutique flower shop.

It's called the Secret Admirer. It's just off Main Street.

- And it's beautiful. I go there all the time.

You really do have the best lilacs in town.

- Thank you, Mrs. Samson. That's so sweet of you.

And she personally writes

every love note that everybody wants

to send with their flowers.

And she is really good.