All Summers End Page #3

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[adult Conrad]

I wasn't invited.

But I forced myself to bear

witness to what I had done.

[firework pops]

[Tim]

Hey, a little help over here?

[sighs]

[grunts]

Thanks.

Yeah, I figured

it was you up here.

Man, he really did a number

on you the other day, huh?

Uh, yeah, for what it's worth,

I think he's sorry.

Thanks for the apology, huh.

Thanks.

C'mon man. You know how he is.

Man, I don't even

care about that.

What are you up here for?

What do you want?

I've been thinking about

Eric's family.

Better get used to it.

'Cause now we have to

for the rest of our lives.

What if we said something,

you know?

What if we... what if we

did something to fix it?

Timmy, he's dead.

Can't fix that.

[lighter flicks]

[firework pops]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Grace] Hey.

Oh, hey.

- Can you come over?

- What's going on?

I need to talk to you.

Yeah.

[adult Conrad] It's easy to think that

life will fix your problems for you,

somehow everything

will turn out alright.

[Grace] Psst.

Hey. Climb up.

[adult Conrad]

That's the thing about fear,

it can convince you

of anything.

[Grace]

C'mon. We gotta be quiet.

[TV in background]

Just watch where you step.

[creaks]

I know it's a mess.

OK... when you left

the picnic that day,

you said you couldn't

stop by the fireworks.

Yeah, well, I told the guys...

Will you just shut up

and let me talk?

I don't care that you didn't, I

just need to get this out, alright?

Alright.

After the picnic,

Eric and I got in a fight.

I don't even know

what it was about,

but... I told him

that I didn't want him to come

to the fireworks.

[crying]

He didn't come because of me,

Conrad.

If I hadn't... he wouldn't...

It's not your fault, Grace.

It's not your fault.

Sorry.... Um...

Wha... Come here.

- Sleep with me?

- What?

Don't be stupid,

just sleep next to me.

Just for a little while.

What about your parents?

It's just that...

I haven't been able

to sleep for days, and...

I think it would help.

OK.

[Mrs. Turner] Gracie?

Yeah, Mom,

just getting the paper.

- [whispers] Bye.

- [whispers] Bye.

[adult Conrad]

Suddenly, it struck me...

one day... Grace will be older

than her older brother,

she would grow up,

follow her dreams...

but he would always be 19.

[banging]

Hey. What're you doing?

Eric was gonna...

Gracie's out riding her bike.

[grunts] She's gonna be awhile.

You need any help with this?

No. Naw, I'm good.

You sure?

I got it.

I'd be happy to do whatever.

Alright. Knock yourself out.

Um... take out the one-bys

and then, uh,

take it down with the frame.

- Got it.

- Alright.

There you go.

[whirring]

[adult Conrad] Grief has a way of

uncovering the things we'd rather hide.

Hi, Connie. Come on inside,

I made some lemonade

to take the heat off.

[adult Conrad] Sometimes it pulls us

together, sometimes it pulls us apart.

[Mrs. Taylor]

How's Gracie, Conrad?

[sighs]

- Um, she seems alright.

- That's good. That's good.

He was just like you, you know.

Not now, I mean,

but when he was your age.

Her brother was much different

with her when she was young.

[exhales]

Don't forget

that part of you, OK?

- [Grace] What's going on?

- Hey, Grace.

Your mom was just

giving me a glass of lemonade.

There's some more in the fridge.

[Grace] What's your Mom like?

[Conrad] Total freak.

Without my Dad, it's like

she thinks I'm his

replacement or something.

I mean, all I wanna do

is just be a kid, you know.

God, I just don't

get them sometimes.

It's weird, right?

Like, but when we were younger,

they were sorta like gods.

All knowing or all powerful.

And had all

the answers in the world.

Yeah, totally.

But then, like,

you wake up one day,

and you realize that your parents are

just as crazy and messed up as we are.

Whoa, what is this place?

C'mon, I'll show you.

Whoa, cool.

So, is this like

where you and the guys hang out?

No, they don't even know

about this place.

- Well, why not?

- I don't know.

I just don't think they'd get it

if I brought them here,

you know?

I like you.

I feel different around you

than I do with the guys.

Oh... [scoffs]

I would hope so!

Shut up.

That's not what I mean.

I mean, I can be myself more.

You know, say what's on my mind.

Instead of

all that stupid stuff.

I like how you worry about me,

and that look you give me.

I don't really know what it is,

but I like it.

So, do you think someone

used to live here, or what?

Yeah, I guess.

Something must have

happened though.

- It's totally a mess now.

- Yeah.

I mean,

it's not as bad as your room.

[laughs] Shut up.

- Pick something out.

- Huh?

Anything.

Anything you want, pick it out.

OK.

Um... here.

What about this?

- That?

- Yeah.

Are you sure?

OK, c'mon.

What are we doing?

Hurry, quick,

before it burns out.

OK.

I know it's dumb, but this stuff

has so much history.

These things people used to

love, they're just objects,

but they've been

through so much, you know?

Sometimes people forget

that history's all still there.

But it's weird like,

you burn it, and it's gone.

You were the last person

in its life.

...and suddenly nothing's left.

Where's that all go?

[knocking]

- Hello.

- Can I help you?

I'm Katherine Stevens,

um, Conrad's Mom.

Uh, come in.

[laughs nervously]

Um, I was so devastated when

I heard about your loss.

I hope he hasn't been

too much of a fuss?

Connie?

No, no, he's a real good kid.

He's a pleasure

to have around here anytime.

Is he here by any chance?

You're beautiful.

Guys aren't beautiful,

they're handsome.

[giggles]

Beautiful, too.

So are you.

Wanna see something?

There's more?

[soft giggle]

Whoa. What happened?

When I was eight, Eric and I got

into a fight about something,

and he pushed me into a pole

down in our basement,

and a screw on it

dug into my back.

Ah, jeez. That had to hurt, huh?

No... [exhales]

it didn't, actually.

That's the funny part,

I didn't even know it happened

until he told me

that I was covered in blood.

It was 13 stitches.

Scar'll probably

be there forever.

It's ugly though, huh?

No. No, I like it.

Guess we better get going, huh?

Yeah.

Oh. Um, hi. I'm Kathy Stevens.

Conrad's mom.

Ah, my hands are filthy.

Sorry 'bout that.

[Kathy] Uh, I see you're

building something outside.

[Mr. Turner]

Uh, yeah, it's a new gazebo.

So, Conrad told me

that you were away on business.

Excuse me?

[Kathy inaudible]

- What are you doing...?

- [Conrad inaudible]

[Kathy] Would you stop?

I can't believe

you went over there!

I was doing something nice.

Don't you think I wanna see

where my son's disappeared

for the last two weeks?

Don't you think I worry?!

Yeah, Mom,

I'm sure you get real upset.

I don't like your tone.

Eh, I don't... I don't know

what's goin' on with you!

- Hunter and Timmy said...

- Hunter and Timmy are a**holes, Mom!

- What are you two up to?

- Just hangin' out.

You said it yourself,

I should watch out for her.

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