Carolina Page #7

they took her straight|to the abortion clinic.

See, your grandma|had a different view.

She marched into that place

like a fiery-winged|banshee from hell.

No that's my boy's baby in there,

and it's gonna born if I have|to shoot every last one of you.

Outside, missy.

Now.

Sure as sh*t's quiet around here|without her, ain't it?

It's okay.

And now for the lottery numbers.

4.

27.

- 27.|- 7.

7.

16.

16.

9.

9.

26.

And "26".

Good luck everyone.|It's a big one.

"Hey, California".

Tonight's jackpot is huge. I hope|you got your lucky picks here,

cause here we go.

Those were my numbers.

"Dear Grandma Mirabeau. It's time to|come clean. I'm Daphne St. Claire."

Yep, me.

I didn't tell you at first because|your comments were so refreshing.

I hope you like this book.|There's a lot of talking,

but there's a lot of loving in it,|too.

Take care of her for me.|Albert

I have something for you.

What is it?

Open it and find out.

Are those lottery tickets?

They were in grandma's car.|In the glove compartment.

She was playing my numbers?

Yep. Every day.

Well, did grandma play them|the day of the accident?

The day that Maine's numbers won?

No.

Then it was my fault. She was going|to the store to play my numbers.

It was not your fault, Maine.

It was the drunk driver|who ran the red light's fault.

She believed in you.|That's why she played your numbers.

Are you sad that you didn't|win the money?

No.

It probably would have ruined my|life. Money does that, you know.

What's important is|that I was right.

And I'm not going crazy because|I was right about my numbers.

Hello, this is Albert.

I'm out of town on a book tour.|Please leave a message.

Albert.

Grandma died.

Save, save, save.

Where are your hookers?

They're gonna be here soon.

Why?

I just read "Lady Chatterly's|Lover." I have some questions.

You do, do you?

Chang moved in last week.

Come on, baby. Hey!

You know who's playing?

You know, I quit my job|at the "Perfect Date."

Really?

Do you have something else?

Yeah, a new cable show. Making|documentaries, research and stuff.

That's great. Congratulations,

Carolina.

Yeah, I like it.|I like it a lot.

What are you doing here?

Your grandma always|asked me here, and...

Well, a little late,|but here I am.

Okay.

Okay. I think we're ready.

- Who'll carve the turkey?|- I will.

- Who's gonna say grace?|- Bow your heads.

As grandma would say...

Lord, bless this family.

Fill their bellies|and keep them safe and warm.

Thank you for giving Georgia|and Chang a perfect baby.

Crooked eyes and all.|Thank you

for not making Maine too normal.

Thank you for taking care|of grandma.

She can make your life hell,|but nobody loved us better.

- And now, Lord...|- Let's get personal.

I've eaten Thanksgiving dinner in|this backyard for the last 3 years

and I plan on doing it|for the next 50.

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