Off Limits - Episode 4
by Brandi Reeds
Six days later, Jacey is jogging along the Lakeshore Path in Chicago when her phone alerts with a text.
She stops to see who it is.
Hoping…
I haven’t heard from you.
I’m trying to respect the distance.
But did you honestly mean goodbye for good?
I’d love a chance to change your mind.
I’m fishing with my brother this morning.
But I’d like to see you later.
I have an idea I want to bounce off you. So…call me?
Jacey sits down on a bench.
A few minutes later she replies.
Hi.
🙂
Never pegged you for a fisherman.
Miss me?
I plead the fifth.
Well I miss you.
This is hard.
It doesn’t have to be.
See me?
We shouldn’t.
But I can’t stop thinking about you.
Not for lack of trying.
Ditto.
Please.
I need to see you again.
But every time we get together, we do things we can’t undo.
And every time, it gets harder and harder to leave.
It gets harder to do the right thing.
Then we can just talk. Whatever you’re comfortable with.
Promise?
We’ll stay outside.
We’ll have to be good.
Um, hello? The fire escape?
Being outside hasn’t exactly deterred us.
When and where then?
Somewhere private.
Remote.
Outside of the neighborhood.
Ogilvie Station.
Can you make the 12:30 train?
Probably.
Get off at Barrington.
I said remote.
Not the ends of the earth.
I’ll pick you up.
Four hours later, the 12:30 from Ogilvie arrives in Barrington.
Ty meets Jacey on the platform with a bouquet of daisies.
They embrace for a long time.
Jacey pulls away first.
Thanks for coming.
It’s good to see you.
Do you like picnics?
Who doesn’t?
I know this great winery, very private, where we can buy a bottle of pinot.
He holds up a paper bag.
And I brought some sandwiches.
Ten minutes later, they’re sitting on a blanket on a hill overlooking acres of grape vines.
Ty pours the wine.
So this is life in the burbs.
This is life on the OUTSKIRTS of the ’burbs.
I can’t imagine living here. So pretty and quiet.
I grew up near here.
Lucky you.
You’ve never lived out of the city?
I grew up in a two-flat on Peoria.
I don’t think I even saw grass until I was six.
And speaking of my childhood…
I want to apologize.
I feel like I told you too much…about my mom, and my dad…
No.
It’s a problem. Sometimes I don’t know when to shut up.
And I’m sure it made you uncomfortable—
It didn’t.
No need to apologize.
I’m happy to listen.
And I’m happy you’re here.
They clink glasses and sip their wine.
Did Kim call you by any chance?
She said she misses you.
She didn’t, but it wouldn’t matter anyway.
Ty takes her hand.
I want THIS. I want you and me.
There’s a long, silent pause.
I mean…
She sighs.
If I’m being honest…
Please.
You’re all I think about.
Jacey, thank God.
I thought I was in this alone.
I’m just torn.
But you feel the same way.
I one-hundred percent feel like every direction I turn, you’re there at the end of the road.
You can’t imagine how relieved I am.
This whole week, I’ve been torturing myself.
I started thinking about the times the three of us would go out.
You, me, and Kim — and you’d be sort of cold.
You’d leave after a drink or two.
I thought you hated me for a while.
I never hated you.
And then…the fire escape sort of killed that theory.
But this week, not talking to you…I thought maybe…
Ty, those times when we were out with Kim…
You made me nervous.
I’d never been attracted to one of Kim’s boyfriends before.
I didn’t know how to act around you because all I wanted to do was…
Well, I wanted the fire escape.
God, that was a great night.
I can’t figure out how to tell Kim.
But I realize that that’s what I have to do.
I have to tell her.
Because I can’t turn my back on this.
I’ve tried, and it doesn’t work.
Just tell her then.
Tell her you’re happy.
That you didn’t plan it, or you would’ve talked to her before it happened.
I’m having brunch tomorrow with Kim and her mom.
You think I should just come out and…say it? Afterwards?
Even though she said she misses you and was going to call you?
She obviously changed her mind.
She didn’t call.
Maybe.
I’ve been avoiding her. I’ve hardly seen her.
I told her it was a busy week at work.
Speaking of work…
I have an idea.
I started thinking after you shared your Styles by Jacey dreams.
It’s a pipe dream, I know. But I’ve plateaued at Marnie’s.
Sometimes the view from a plateau is incredible.
Jacey points to the vines in front of them.
Well, judging by this view, you make an excellent point.
I think you’re amazing.
Your sense of style…you have a lot to share with the world.
What if you start with a vlog? A YouTube channel to showcase your ideas?
I wouldn’t have the first clue as to how to put all that together.
And it would take so much time.
I’d have no time to design, or make the prototypes.
I’d be too busy trying to upload and launch videos.
Ty reaches for his phone and starts scrolling.
Well, I can do all that.
And then you’d have time to do what you do best, right?
But how do I even start?
You start with a logo.
Jacey takes the offered phone and sees that Ty has created a few logo options for Styles by Jacey.
And a slogan.
ALWAYS EN VOGUE.
What do you think?
Jacey looks up from the screen.
I think I just fell for you all over again.
You did this for me?
I’d do anything for you. Don’t you know that?
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