It’s progress; it’s something. It’s a step in the right direction, a push towards a sense of normalcy he knows she’s never had the luxury of possessing, not even when she was on the proverbial run in Europe. Because Purgatory and the baggage that comes with not only being an Earp, but being her, always just around the corner, waiting to haunt her.

But unlike him, nothing of her history can be plucked off a library shelf for anyone to read. They can brush up on Wyatt’s life, and perhaps that of his immediate descendants, but not her. The only way people will learn about her sordid past is if she chooses to share it with them.

“Happy New Year, Wynonna. May the best be yet to come.”