When It All Goes Wrong Again

I held a Jewel in my fingers --
And went to sleep --
The day was warm, and winds were prosy --
I said " 'Twill keep" --

I woke -- and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone --
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own --
-- Emily Dickinson

It almost seemed like fate threw Pete and A.J. together, but can she let go of her past long enough to be happy again?