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- Even better.

It looks really good on you.

Most of these women... they've been

through some really horrific things.

Do you think coming here helps?

I do.

I mean, there is something about

hearing other people tell you

the terrible things that

have happened to them that...

kind of makes you feel better

about your own problems.

It's like you're not alone.

Is this how I look?

Honest?

Yes.

Hey, but don't worry. That's

why you're here, right?

How come you don't?

I guess most of my

damage is on the inside.

We're coming back now, so please

feel free to join the group.

Great. Thank you.

- Ready?

- Does everyone have to...

talk about what happened to them?

Oh, no, no. You don't have

to do anything. You can...

Just sit. A lot of people just come,

and they listen, they don't talk.

And then there's

others... don't shut up.

Come on, you. Come sit with me.

My husband and son.

What happened to them?

They were coming to pick

me up from work one night.

Drunk driver ran a

light. That was it.

I'm sorry.

They say it gets better...

but it doesn't.

It never gets easy.

And everyone around you...

they forget almost immediately.

I think that's probably one

of the most unbearable parts.

They want you to

forget, too, but...

That's why I go to the groups.

You can tell your story

for as long as you need to,

and no one gets sick of

you being in pain and...

no one gets tired of caring.

I lost my baby.

I was walking to the bus stop.

And then...

You don't need to tell

me. It's still too soon.

But you know what?

For whenever you're ready.

Because we all need

someone to listen.

Can I help you?

I just... I didn't

know where else to go.

Well, I'm sorry, but

you can't be back here.

Do I have to leave?

- What do you mean?

- Is there someplace I can just.. sit?

Well, no. This is a hospital.

You can't just be here.

Anywhere?

There's a waiting room around the

corner. I guess you could sit there.

Thank you.

Okay, just... you have to

find someplace else to go.

Hi, you've reached

Melanie. Leave me a message.

Hi, Melanie.

It's Esther... from the

other night... the meeting.

I was calling to see if

you were going today and...

wondered if you wanted

to get coffee again after.

So, anyway, I guess

I'll see you there.

Okay. Bye.

Good afternoon.

I just want to begin by thanking each

and every one of you for joining us today.

My name is Denise Meadows, and I'm the

director of the women's healing network.

I'm a licensed therapist

and a grief counselor...

and I've been in this

field for over twenty years.

And what I can tell you is I

understand that it took a lot of courage

for you to come here today.

But I wanted to let you know

we all have something in common.

We all have lost someone

that is very important to us.

Excuse me.

Is there something that

I can help you with?

- Yes. Can I fill out an application?

- Sure.

Here you are. You want to go ahead

and fill that out, bring it back on in?

- Can I fill it out here?

- If you'd like.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

Peyton?

Peyton?

Peyton!

Oh, my God.

Peyton!

- Please, help my son.

- Is everything okay here?

My son... he was just... he was

literally standing here with me one se...

- He was just right here.

- Can you tell me what he looks like?

He's... Peyton! Where

are you?! He's...

Ma'am, can you

describe your son to me?

- He's blond. He's... he's three.

- Okay. Okay.

- Oh, my God. I can't believe I lost him.

- Blond hair. What was he wearing?

He's in a T-shirt. He's in his favorite...

he's in his favorite blue T-shirt.

- Blue T-shirt, blond hair.

- Yeah, blue T-shirt, blond hair.

- He's got blue eyes.

- Okay. Three years old.

He'd never leave. Somebody took

him. I bet somebody took him!

Okay, I tell you, I'm gonna

go look and see in the...

Someone took him! I'm

gonna check outside!

I will look on the internal

security cameras, ma'am...

- and see if we can find him.

- Thank you so much. Peyton!

Oh, please, Peyton!

One new message.

Hi, Esther. This is Melanie. Sorry

I'm just getting back to you now.

I had some personal things to tend to today,

and I just couldn't make the meeting, but...

I would love to get together again. I

would really hate to wait another week.

How is tomorrow

afternoon looking for you?

There's a great place that really helps

keep me centered... give me a call.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

So, how are things?

Okay.

Good

I hope it's okay that we came here.

Sure. Do you come here a lot?

I do. My son and I... we

used to come here together.

I don't know. I suppose

it should hurt, but...

Somehow, I get a bit of peace.

What was his name?

Peyton.

What happened to the

driver... the drunk one?

Oh, I don't know.

I thought about asking, wanting to

know if it was instant for him...

or if he suffered. But...

Figured I'd rather not know.

That way I can tell

myself that he suffered.

I do feel lucky, though.

Oh, some of these other women...

what they've been through.

The absolute worst are the ones whose

kids have been taken... kidnapped.

They say the worst thing about

losing a child through abduction

and not knowing whether

they're alive or dead, it's...

it's just that... the not knowing.

For me...

if it was me the...

the worst part, the

thing that would just...

Eat away at me,

just sicken me would be the fact that

I would hope for my child to be dead.

Most parents... they hope for

their child to be returned,

that everything will be okay.

But are they ever really okay?

No, they're...

broken.

I forgot how much

I love f***ing you.

So, who was she?

Who?

That f***ing b*tch you

were with at the park.

It's nobody. Just this

woman from my support group.

You wouldn't be cheating

on me, would you?

Of course not.

I hope not.

Not after what I did for you.

God, I missed you.

Look, I'm not gonna pretend

to understand any of this.

I did it because you asked me to.

Nobody else would have

done it. You know why?

Because I'm the only

one who really loves you.

You know that, right?

So, why haven't you

been returning my calls?

You said we shouldn't talk...

- to be safe.

- I know.

I said you shouldn't call me.

How am I supposed to keep you

safe if I don't know where you are?

- Next time I call, you answer, okay?

- Okay.

Come here.

Mommy knows what she's doing, okay?

I'm gonna keep you safe.

That's my girl.

That's my girl.

- Hello?

- Hi, Esther. It's Melanie.

- Oh, hi.

- I hope I'm not calling too late.

No, it's fine.

Good. I was actually wondering

if you're up for a late coffee.

Well, I'm not really dressed.

Oh, okay. It's kind

of last minute anyway.

- Um, maybe tomorrow, then?

- Do you want to just come over here?

Are you sure? I-I

wouldn't want to impose.

No. I'd love to see you again.

Okay, I'll be right over.

Um, where do you live?

- I think I owe you an apology.

- Why?

Well, the last time you asked

to get together, I just...

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