I just realized I forgot Maya's parents address in my car.
Felt good writing it.
It's kind of like the goodbye I never had.
I'm actually mailing a package to them in the morning.
Want me to just add it in there?
Sure. Thanks. I have to get going.
好 多谢了 我要走了
I'm meeting some friends,
but we should grab a bite sometime.
Yeah, sure. If I'm still around.
Where are you going?
Thinking about heading home.
Maybe transferring somewhere else.
You don't like Hollis?
It's not that, I just--
I'm having tough time settling in.
All anyone seems to talk about around here is Maya's death.
Big news in small town.
I get it, but when I think about Maya,
I wanna think about how she lived,
not how she died.
Losing Maya was the hardest thing I've ever had deal with.
It's turned my whole world around.
I'm sure it only going to get harder when the trial starts.
But I also know that Maya
wouldn't want you to leave school because of her.
She'd want you to find a way
to block out the difficult stuff
so you can embrace the good.
Maybe you should take your own advice.
What do you mean?
You're gonna have to let her go at some point, right?
I mean, deep down you would know she'd want you to.