Wade wasn't surprised to see Zoe waiting for him when he got him.

"Zoe." He unlocked the door and stepped back. "You wanna come inside?"

"No thanks. I just wanted to say that what you said to Zoe was really nice. I know she can be a little annoying and you wanted her to shut up, but you didn't have a stapler handy"

"If I had wanted her to shut up I would have just told her to shut up. I said what I said because I meant it. Every word of it."

"Really?"

"Really. Although for the sake of being truthful I can't really take the credit. For the words maybe, but not the general idea. That came from Harley."

"Harley. My father Harley?"

"Only one Bluebell has ever had."

"Why was Harley giving you advice?"

"My mother died when I was 14 and Earl, well he pretty much checked out on being a father. Harley took it upon himself to keep an eye on me. Helped me out a lot of ways over the years."

"And now you're helping out his daughter. Some kind of pay it forward or something."

"Never thought about it like that but sure, I suppose it makes it a bit harder for me to be annoyed with you when you're just being you."

"Well thank you for that. It's nice having someone I can count on."

"Any time Doc." Wade smiled. "Now if you don't mind, I'm beat and I've got a long list of things that need fixing up to work on tomorrow."

"There was one thing."

"Yeah, what's that?"

"How come you aren't following Harley's advice?"

"What makes you say I'm not?"

"Because you act like all you can give someone is sex and clearly it's not. You're sweet and maybe you are just a handyman and a bartender but you're also pretty smart. When you let that part of Wade out, it's something special. Any girl would be lucky to have that Wade by her side."

"Any girl?" Wade smiled, leaning in to give Zoe a kiss only to have her step away.

"You deserve someone that'll be here and when my year is up, I'm going back to New York. We're better off just being friends and saving you the potential heartbreak."

"I suppose you're right." Wade sighed.

"Good night, Wade."

Wade watched as Zoe turned and walked the short path back to the Carriage House. He waited until she was inside with the door closed before he turned and went inside himself.

Their conversation echoed in his head as Wade took a shower and redressed in clean boxers and a tee shirt. He climbed into bed and found himself unable to fall asleep. Being unable to fall sleep was not uncommon for Wade. But usually it was because he was too wired from work.

Wade flipped on the lamp by his bed. He pulled a box out of the top of his closet. He hadn't looked it it in the months since Harley died and he had boxed up Harley's belongings to send to charity. That one box was filled with all the personal things that Wade couldn't bear to just toss out. He dropped the box on the bed and pulled out a pair of well worn photo albums. Wade knew without opening them that the books were filled with photos of babies Harley had delivered, children in halloween costumes and the like. He'd even taken some of the photos.

But what he was looking for was the framed photo he had carefully wrapped up in a clean kitchen towel. Wade remembered the day the package had arrived at the doctors office. Harley had offered him some pocket money to come clean up the branches and leaves that the wind had blown all over the yard during a wind storm. Wade was tying up the last of the bags when the mail arrived. He remembered watching Harley reading the note before pulling out the photo. It was of a girl, around 17, in her graduation cap and gown. She had long brown hair and pretty brown eyes. And even after ten years, Wade still thought she was the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.

"Potential heartbreak, Doc." Wade sighed. "Too late."