Sam Taylor, a carpenter remodeling houses with his brother, feels ungrounded in 2019 until he
uncovers a century-old photograph of a young bride along with a matchbook from a 1919
speakeasy. Like everyone else, we wondered at the end who Evelyn’s child is. Sam might be
the father if a pregnant Evelyn traveled forward a second time, but that seems unlikely. I
enjoyed that the writers left things open for us to wonder, and I also enjoyed the carefully
constructed
single static timeline.
— Michael Main
You were right—the photograph, it was me, it
. .
. It will be. I don’t know how, but it will.