[ Her touch is the answer he needs, as is being able to feel her beneath his own fingertips. She's real; she's not a dream. But for Alan, he considers this a home. It's not their home in the reality they come from, but with her here, he feels complete somehow. Maybe they moved too quickly back in Bright Falls, but he felt as though there was a hole inside him, a space carved out by the ending of a marriage. His marriage.

Jesse filled that space inside him. She made him feel complete, as he does now. The sound of the closing door causes him to look over his shoulder briefly, but then his gaze is immediately back on hers. ]

Two years, huh? I don't really know how to explain it but somehow... it feels like it's been longer than that, but shorter too at the same time. I know, that doesn't make any sense at all. How can time be both sped up and slowed down all at once? It can't, I get that. Maybe the human brain can't process how time works here, or maybe that's just my brain. All I know is, things move differently around here.

Summertime, though. Is it nice wherever you are? I wouldn't think you'd stick around Bright Falls... or did you? And, uh, speaking of Bright Falls, I'm really sorry that I had to leave you there. I know that doesn't mean anything and you're probably really angry with me. I deserve that. I deserve you being angry with me.