Good things happen at the lake. At least, that's what Alice's grandmother always said-and for Alice, it turned out to be true. She spent just one summer there, at seventeen, in a quiet cottage with Nan. It's where she took the photo: three teenagers grinning in a yellow speedboat. That single image would go on to change everything.
Now, Alice lives behind the camera. As a photographer, she's most at ease on the sidelines, capturing the world while staying just out of frame herself. But lately, something's been missing. So when Nan breaks her hip, Alice comes up with an idea: one more summer at Barry's Bay, just the two of them.
But the peace doesn't last. It shatters with the growl of a familiar engine-the same yellow boat, now driven by someone she hasn't seen in years.
Charlie Florek was nineteen when Alice snapped his picture from across the water. Now he's back-older, bolder, still full of charm. He makes Nan laugh and leaves Alice wondering what it would feel like to be seventeen again, back when taking photos was just for fun. Long, golden days and soft lake nights with Charlie begin to heal something in her. But then comes the moment she looks up-and catches him looking right back.
Because Alice is used to seeing people clearly. That's what makes her good at what she does. But she's never met someone who sees her just as clearly in return.