"I think you will." Abra told him and sent an image of an older him with his mother, alive and well. "You just might not remember being here before." She paused. All the time travel was complicated. "You might not remember this place or me when you go back to your time. So it's hard to know if that you is the same you in front of me now. I think in some way, all the yous are you, if that makes any sense at all."
"We are. He's healthy here. A fun granddad." Abra had never known him to lock himself away with booze or a blank page. He'd been there for her, more than she suspected he'd been there for Dan as a child. Not that she could blame him with the Overlook. "The younger me makes sure you and him have fun."