Allie Stewart never liked change. She actually hates it. Change means days are coming and going, the leaves falling and growing, time flying and moving.
It's just that she hasn't seen her mother in eight years, and she hasn't shown up ever since. She remembers her, but it seemed like it was all just a dream...Now, her dad announces they're going to be staying in her late grandmother's house, in an old town beside an ocean, and they might stay there indefinitely.
For her dad, everything's still the same: the house, the square, the beach, the people, his childhood friend across the house. He's trying to forget all his regrets, all his sadness. And now, he's trying to do the same for Allie, by trying to make her friends with his childhood friend's son, Matt.
Matt understands Allie's situation, and tries to help her take it all out. But it isn't easy, because she keeps it all, stored tightly and precisely, in small rectangles, captured and taken, unique and effortless in pictures. How can Matt tell her that moments just can't be taken and seen inside those four walls of a picture?
"I don't care about your shitty outlook on life. I love you, damn it."
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She's never associated herself with the people in town. Just the thought of having a conversation with even her mother gives her a headache. She isolates herself for the worst reasons. So when a family moves in next door she can't help but confront the boy she catches staring up at her window, and the way he makes her feel fucks with her in ways she never thought possible.
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