[ Ellen smiles faintly as Jo tells the story, trying to picture it in her head. It's not hard to imagine Jo the way she was in high school. All arms and legs and restless energy. She probably should've seen back then that school would never work but she had wanted it to so badly she has steam rolled everything ahead.

Still, it's a sweet story and it goes a long way in warming her up to the idea of Simon. Seeing how he acts around her now is one thing. Learning about how he acted in the beginning is something else. She's just sorry she wasn't here to see it. Or maybe she had been and just didn't remember. ]

I'm glad he was here for you, then.

[ She reaches for another fry. ]

Did I ever tell you about how me and your father met? He used to have this '72 gold camaro. Fast car. [She paused.] Small backseat.