At night, Nathan Sykes plays the piano in the forest. Several strings of lights hang from the branches.
An seventysomething woman mixes the paint on her brush and colors in Sykes’ eyes in her portrait of him.
As a twentysomething (Maemae Renfrow), she glances up at him, meeting his eyes while she talks with her friends at a party. She looks over her shoulder while her friends leave the barn. He runs down the steps and curses as her friend turns onto the main road.
He throws a duffel bag into his friend’s truck and grins as she walks out of her friend’s home. Her runs across the street and steps in front of her, asking for to wait just a second. Bending down on one knee, he offers her his phone and she laughs. She inputs her number and ruffles his hair. He watches her walk away.
On their first date, they watch the movie, Unfinished Business. A month into their relationship, they spend their days at the lake, fishing. They walk hand-in-hand in the field and kayak in the lake. She splashes him and he teeters as he stands up. She rocks the boat and he falls into the water. He pulls her into the water and they kiss.
A year later, they sit on top of the piano and he gives her a ring. She puts her hand on heart and answers a breathless yes. A couple of months before their wedding, he surprises her with their new home.
At seventy years old, she smiles as she paints the home on the canvas.
They take off their clothes and make love in their home. He runs after their little boy and lifts him up in the air. He carries their son to the porch and kisses the young woman. He hugs their son.
At seventy, she thinks of him and starts to cry. She visits him at his grave and puts some daisies on his stone. Fist to her mouth, she touches the top of his stone and leaves. She lies back in her chair. The brush falls from her hand as her body goes limp.
Today, she would’ve been married 50 years. However, God took her husband too soon. When he was around 25 years old, he was picking up some pizza for them to eat. Her roast had burned and the homemade scalloped potatoes had become dry. Their six-year-old son kept asking “Where’s Daddy? I’m hungry.” She kissed him and said he was on his way. As she bounced him on her knee, she wondered what was taking so long. Then, the phone rang. It was the hospital, telling her he had been in an accident and was in the emergency room.
She dropped their son off at her parents’ house and ran every red light to the hospital. After an hour of waiting, she was able to see him. She put her hand to her mouth and choked on her sobs as she walked into his room. His head was off to the side, eyes closed as the tube opened his lungs to breathe. The doctor pulled her aside and said he had little brain activity. She had a decision to make. Pen shaking in her hand, she wrote her signature and handed the clipboard back to the doctor.
Her supported her dream of becoming an artist. He sometimes worked two jobs to make ends meet while she pitched to art galleries and wrote grant proposals. During the weekend, she went to festivals and art fairs to sell her paintings. However, after he passed, she couldn’t paint for a decade. She worked as a secretary until her retirement. Her husband was so good to her. She didn’t deserve to have a career in the arts.
She only painted for herself, though. There were numerous portraits of her husband and she often painted the lake and the barn. Her son knew not to push her about her art. She wanted to relive their life together and it was the only way she knew how. She visited his grave everyday and talked to him. Earlier in the day, her son said he was coming over to take her grocery shopping. But she’s tired and had enough. She wants to see her husband again.
Director: Frank Borin Year: 2015
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