Jackson's tummy rumbles. He hops down to the kitchen and grabs an orange. Also grabbing a magaze left for him about the wedding, he rubs down his mare and starts to walk her back to the stream.

She headed outside with the notebook with the wedding derails

and progress that still needed to be made. She sat in the grass, flipping through it and writing.

Jackson sees her sitting there with a sketch of a dress. "Can come over? Or is that a surprise? I won't want to ruin it if it is." He says.