It's Amy's first weekend since returning from rehab. What should she do? She imagines drinking at a bar and gardening with her mother. Instead, she calls Levi and talks about going camping. The next morning, she makes a reservation, rousts him out of bed, and they head for a river. Things go well until she finds a stash of drugs in his gear. An existential crisis of sorts ensues. Written by
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My first love, my husband. My heartbreak, my pain. It feels so easy now, here. You're not the cheat and the liar. I'm not the nag and the shrew. We're not old, or young. There's no bitterness or illusions. No need for fear, or hope. We're just spirits, drifting through this perfect earth together. We can be free of our sad stories. They float away, until they're like memories of a dream from the night before, shadows under the water. And what's left is pure life. Life is the gift.