Set: After Nash's funeral. John runs into Natalie and offers a correction.
Moment Seven: Corrections
Trailer trash; the words rang in her ears like gun shots, piercing something deep inside.
"Hey, you okay?" John's voice cut through her thoughts.
"Yeah, just a rough day."
"Hey, you know you can tell me anything."
"It's nothing. Jess said some stuff. It's not important." Natalie insisted.
"What stuff?"
The words came without thought. "She blames me for Nash's death. She said I was trailer trash and I couldn't even defend myself. She's right."
John brushed away a tear. "No." He replied solemnly. "She's not. You're not trash. You're amazing." And for a moment she could almost believe him.
