Epilogue
Oak Harbor in August was a lot more pleasant than in autumn. At least I didn’t feel like parts of me were going to freeze off. This time, Spencer and I flew into Bellingham together, and after we rented a car, I made him drive across Deception Pass Bridge. It was a lot easier to traverse when I had my eyes closed. Spencer only teased me a little.
Vincent had finally finished the movie. It was scored and the soundtrack was in place. He was hosting the first showing to the cast, crew, and a few special guests. With Vincent’s money and clout, he could buy out the entire Blue Fox Drive-In for an evening in the summer—the height of their busy season. I couldn’t imagine how much that would cost, but Vincent thought that since the entire movie had been shot in Oak Harbor, it was only f
