“Merci beaucoup à toi, ma soeur,” Isabelle says. “Thank you with all my heart.”

“Oh, Isabelle, you’re welcome,” Jennifer says, closing her eyes. She’s filled with a warm syrupy feeling that’s a combination of pride and accomplishment and love. But then Jennifer opens her eyes and sees the black truck parked across the street.

It can’t be.

Is it?

Jennifer freezes. Norah Vale waves.

MARGARET

Margaret had hoped her frenetic schedule might calm down a bit after the election, but the short week before Thanksgiving is jam-packed with activity. Margaret and Ava leave Nantucket together the day after Isabelle’s bridal shower and head back to the city. Ava has interviews at four Manhattan private schools, three on Monday and one on Tuesday.

Ava, it seems, is moving to the city.

Margaret will not let herself get too excited, although it’s difficult. A piece of her has yearned for Ava’s daily presence since Kelley moved the three kids up to Nantucket twenty years earlier. Now, the joy of possibly having her daughter in the city on a permanent basis crowds out all other thoughts. It becomes all Margaret wants, and she has to keep herself from offering Ava the moon: She will buy Ava her own apartment! She will hire Ava a driver! She will pay Ava’s gym membership at Equinox. She and Ava will go to the theater every week and brunch at Le Bilboquet every Sunday. Margaret thinks back to when Paddy and Kevin were small and Ava just a baby and how drained she had felt, how shackled. All she had wished for was freedom to pursue her career. Then, when she did pursue her career, she was encumbered with debilitating guilt. It was the challenge of working mothers everywhere, she supposed: wanting to be in two places at once. Margaret had struggled to raise her children while still nurturing herself. Back then, Margaret could never have guessed that, when she was sixty-one, the people she would most want to spend time with—aside from Drake—would be her grown children.

Ava moving to the city is too much to hope for. It’s like an iridescent soap bubble—if Margaret touches it, it will pop. Ava may get to the city and find it noisy and overwhelming, chaotic and dirty, and run back to the safe, close-knit community of Nantucket, where she is a big fish in a small pond. Manhattan can be an intimidating place even when every door is open.

Margaret kisses Ava good-bye on Monday morning. Ava is wearing a blue-and-white DVF wrap dress and a pair of nude Manolo heels, both borrowed from Margaret. She looks beautiful and professional.

“Are you sure you don’t want Raoul to take you around?” Margaret asks. “He’s happy to do it. He’ll welcome the change.”

“I’m sure,” Ava says. “I can walk, and if it starts to rain, I’ll take a taxi.”

“Okay,” Margaret says. “We’ll see you at eight o’clock tonight at Café Cluny.”

“West Twelfth Street,” Ava says.

“Yes,” Margaret says. She picked that restaurant because it’s close to Drake’s apartment, and the plan is—if Ava moves to the city—she will live in Drake’s apartment until she saves enough money to get a place of her own. “But downtown can be confusing. If you want, you can meet me at the studio.”

“Mom,” Ava says. “Stop worrying about me. I’ll be fine.”

Ava looks better than fine at eight o’clock at Café Cluny. She is already seated when Drake and Margaret arrive. She has changed into jeans, boots, a shimmery top, and a suede fringed jacket.

“How did it go?” Margaret asks. Her heart is in her throat, and Drake squeezes her hand, which is probably a signal that she should moderate her tone. He knows how badly she wants this.

“It was amazing,” Ava says. “I already have verbal offers from two of the three schools.”

Yes! Margaret barely stifles a cheer.

Drake says, “This calls for a toast.”

AVA

She has never been one for princess fantasies, but her first day seeking a new life in New York makes her feel like Cinderella. She goes to interviews at three private schools, schools that might seem elitist to an outsider, but once Ava steps inside the hushed, rarefied atmosphere of learning, she is instantly converted. The commitment to music education and appreciation at all three schools is what Ava has dreamed of. At the first school, the Albany, there is a piano tuner kept on staff. Each of the three music conservatories contains a Steinway baby grand; there is live piano music for every level of ballet class. Ava is invited to sit down at one, and she can’t help showing off, playing the same Schubert impromptu that she played when she was trying to impress Nathaniel. At the second school, Bainbridge Academy, attendance at one full season of the New York Philharmonic is required for graduation. And at the final school, Copper Hill, which is more progressive, there is a bona fide recording studio where students can write and produce their own original songs.

The headmasters at all three schools seem captivated by Ava and she wonders if they know she’s Margaret Quinn’s daughter. If so, they don’t mention it. They are far too discreet and sophisticated, and in this stratum of New York, everyone rubs elbows with the famous all the time. Sophia Loren’s granddaughter goes to the Albany, and Bainbridge Academy has the children of Broadway stars, bestselling novelists, and two starting linemen for the New York Giants. The headmasters seem intrigued by Ava’s teaching career on Nantucket. It’s such a small district, so far out to sea. What is it like? they ask. Aren’t you isolated? Ava starts to feel as though she’s been teaching in Never-Never Land and has only now decided to join the real world.

Her observation notes are excellent, the headmaster at the Albany tells her. Her recommendations are positively glowing. The Albany would like to hire her. The same is true at Bainbridge Academy—and the salaries at both schools are considerably higher than what she presently makes. At Copper Hill, where Ava would be overseeing the entire music department—including band, orchestra, choir, two madrigal groups, two a cappella groups, and the musical theater program—the process is longer and more involved. The headmistress at Copper Hill says she would like Ava to come back the next day to meet with the selection committee.

Ava has an interview scheduled at the Raleigh-Dawes School on the East Side at ten o’clock the next morning but after her last interview today, she decides to cancel. She wants the job at Copper Hill more than she has ever wanted anything in her life. It’s a huge, challenging position where she would run a department, manage a budget, and encourage a philosophy of living a life steeped in the arts! It is so much bigger than her classroom job at Nantucket Elementary School that she feels intimidated. But also energized! This is a career. A career for Ava Quinn!

She expresses her fervent wish to her mother and Drake over dinner at Café Cluny.

“Copper Hill?” Margaret says. “On West Seventieth?”

Ava nods as she dives into her Cluny burger. This place is adorable and the food is delicious, and Ava is pretty sure Darcy picked it out when Margaret told her she needed somewhere that would make Ava feel excited about moving to New York. It does boggle Ava’s mind how great this restaurant is, but there are thirty others just as good in a ten-block radius. The variety! The choices! Ava can’t believe how long it’s taken for her to realize what she’s been missing.

“Lee and Ginny Kramer’s children go to Copper Hill,” Margaret says. “I’m sorry, I heard you say the names of the schools but I didn’t put two and two together until just this second.”

“Oh,” Drake says, raising his eyebrows. “Does Lee sit on the board?”

Margaret laughs. “He hardly has time. And Ginny is even busier than Lee is. But…”

“No,” Ava says. “Don’t.” She doesn’t want any help from the head of CBS and the editor of Vogue, although a phone call from either one would no doubt do the trick. “I want to get this job on my own merits.”

Drake plucks a frite from Margaret’s plate. “Good for you,” he says.

On the way to her second Copper Hill interview in the morning, Ava stops at Holy Trinity and lights a candle for Bart. Is any act truly selfless? she wonders. She aches for Bart’s return as keenly as she ever has, but now there’s even more at stake. She’s likely going to leave Nantucket. Move out of the inn. Kelley and Mitzi will have an empty nest and Ava isn’t sure they can handle that.