Katie had really enjoyed her morning with Caleb and Scottie. Grounding her new sense of identity with people who understood but didn't look at her like she was their dead ex-wife or whatever had been a good thing. She didn't feel like the Katie that had existed prior to painting the mural, but she felt a little less unmoored. She didn't even mind when Caleb headed off to warm up.

And catching a glimpse of Hazel helped, too, because Hazel was Katie's favorite person, and the guy she was with looked cute even from a distance. It was nice to be reminded of Katie's concerns. She smiled and waved.