Michele told her mother of her plans of making the old bar into a refuge for youths that were living on the streets. Teaching them to become photographers so that would have a career later.  More she thought about the more she wanted the lie to be true. Wondering if in fact that she could do that. Help those that need help. Give youths of the street another choice other than living on the streets.  Perhaps she could with the help of Isaac. He could mentor the youth while she taught them a skill. Only problem was what was lying beneath the bar. It would be her own “Tell Tale Heart.” She feared. Pushing that thought aside. She noticed that Isaac was in his own thoughts.<br/><br/>" Well that sound like a very nice idea. I know you once you have made you mind up on something  You see it to the end. And it will help the youths of the street. Not mention it be good to have you home."Laura was a little surprise to hear  her daughter's plan. She knew how much Michele loved her work and the travel that came with it. So much so that Michele hadn't been home for ten years. She often send tickets to her and her father to whatever location Michele was filming at the time when they had vacation." What about your carreer. I know you love it. Not that I don't mind having you stay in town."<br/><br/>" I just think it time to settle down and help those that need help. I can still do my job on a part time bases. Many do in my field."That part was true. Ever since she saw Isaac she wanted to stay around to be with him. Make her own second chance with him. Bringing her attention back him. Ignoring the concern and bewilder look on her mother face.<br/><br/>“ Issac is every okay? Would you like more coffee, perhaps more pancakes?” Michele asked with a small smile. Wondering what his thoughts were. Would he be able to her with her mother there or was it something they would talk about later.