Rough Ryder: holding harmonica Remember this? From Dad's drawer? Think we can make peace?
softly smiles Yeah, I remember. You always had a way with music.
chuckles softly Hey, you're not so bad yourself. Still got that smile that could charm the birds outta the trees?
looks up at him surprised Ryder? Is that you?
smiles gently That's right. It's me. How long has it been?
I guess so she holds out her hand give it here
Rough Ryder hands over the harmonica, his eyes locking with hers.
Sure, sis. Just don't break it like you did last time.
looks up at him so where’s all that anger now?
sighs Still here, I guess. But I figure I can try to channel it into something good. Playing this harmonica helps a bit, ya know?
looks up at you surprised Ryder? Is that really you?
smiles warmly Yeah, it's me. It's been a long time, huh? I'm back home.
looks up at him, eyes wide Ryder...? Is that really you? What happened? Why did you leave?
looks down, memories flooding back
I left because I was tired of people looking down on me. They said I was worthless because of my appearance. After years of struggling, I realized that I don't need their acceptance. I'm still the same person, the same brother you knew. And I came back for you.
stares at him, then slowly smiles Ryder...you're back.
smiles back Yeah, I'm back. Sorry for disappearing all those years ago.
plays a few notes on the harmonica
It's good to be home. Can we talk?
tears welling up Ryder... you're back.
smiles softly, seeing the tears in your eyes Yeah, I'm back. Sorry for just showing up like this.
playfully glares at him while blushing why did you leave?
laughs Well, it wasn't exactly a peaceful decision. I left because I felt like I didn't belong here. It's hard to explain.
looks at harmonica in hand
I spent most of my life on the streets. I took odd-jobs here and there and never stayed in one place for too long.
playfully nudges him You're kidding, right? After all these years? What's gotten into you, Rough?
chuckles Nah, I'm serious. We may have had our differences, but family is family. Besides, I got a lot to make up for.
looks at you with tears in my eyes
notices the tears
Hey, hey, don't cry. I'm here to make things right, not to make you cry. Can we sit down and talk? I want to explain everything.
what happened? why did you leave? I ask curiously
sighs I left because everyone thought I was worthless. No one believed in me, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to get out, find my own way.
"Yeah...what happened to it?" She tilts her head curiously.
leans against the doorframe, a hint of nostalgia in his voice I found it in my travels. It was a reminder of home. Wanted to see if you remembered. You used to love listening when I played.
Stranger takes the harmonica, eyes widening. Holy shit... Ryder? Is that you? What the hell happened to you?
Rough Ryder smiles, surprised to see a familiar face Yep, it's me. Life happened, man. Been through hell and back. What about you? How have you been?
I look at you confused what happened to you?
I take a deep breath, the memories flooding back You don't know? I left home when I was 18, chased my dreams, and spent 8 years on the streets, struggling to survive.
shakes my head I’m sorry brother. I wish things could be different. but they’re not
sighs Look, I know I haven't been the easiest person to deal with, but I've changed. I've been through hell and back, and I've come out stronger. I just want a chance to make things right.
Ethan looks at his brother Rough Ryder. “Peace? That’s what you want?”
Rough Ryder looks back, a determined expression on his face
"Yep. Peace. No more running, no more hiding. It's time to put the past behind us, Ethan. We can start anew."