Carolina Moon Page #2

You'd better go.

Tory, get in the car.

Tory?

You here?

Cade?

Well.

Kincaid Anthony Lavelle,

to be exact.

Wanted to stop by,

see if you needed anything.

I'm fine.

Everybody's talking about

the new store opening on Main Street.

Well, talk is good considering

the size of my advertising budget.

You grew into your eyes.

When I was 12,

they used to scare me.

When you were 12 you were too busy

running around like a monkey...

...with my cousin and Dwight

to notice me.

Well, there was a space of time

when I noticed everything about you.

Still carry that picture of you

around in my head of you and Hope.

- Is there something you want?

- Is that what you think?

Everybody wants something.

I have about three months work

to do in three weeks.

I should get started.

Well, you just let me know if there's

any problems with the cabin.

Your sister's home.

Home-for-a-visit home

or home home?

Well, that was fast.

We'll have dinner.

Hello?

Cade.

Make me a whiskey and soda.

Hold the soda.

Welcome home, Faith.

You know what the problem

marrying a country western singer is?

All those pretty songs put a tear

in your eye, all that:

I cheated on you, darling

But I love you

You're the best friend I got

Besides my bottle

Well, it all turns out

to be non-fiction.

Cade.

- That was Lissy Collier on the phone.

- Well, what took her so long?

Please tell me that we're not going

to rent the cabin to her.

To Lissy Collier?

- Lissy's moving out on Dwight?

- To Victoria Bodeen.

She's opening some kind of a store

on Main Street.

She's not gonna be trouble to you.

No.

No trouble at all.

Except every time I walk down

Main Street I have to see her face.

She was 10 years old.

Old enough to run away

and save her own skin.

And old enough to protect the person

she saw doing it.

- She wasn't there.

- Oh, so you subscribe...

...to the My Favorite Martian

version of the story?

She was able to tell us exactly

where the body was...

...because she picked it up

on her antenna.

I don't care what alibi

the police chose to swallow.

Her father raped

and murdered your sister...

...and threw her away

like a broken doll.

And I can't believe that you would

allow her to live on our property.

Ma.

And why did she have to turn up

in August, of all months?

Put your bags away, Faith.

What the hell is Tory Bodeen

doing back here?

Well, darling, a person could ask

the same thing about you.

I'll studiously ignore that.

Why did great-granddaddy have

to build this gloomy old castle...

...instead of a nice white plantation

like everybody else?

And why is it I can't wait

to get back home...

...then 10 minutes after I'm here...

...I feel like the life is being

strangled out of me?

You'll find the nightlife in Progress

hasn't improved much since you left.

Well, now, that's about

to change then, isn't it?

You tell Robbie to give you

two of these pills twice a day...

...and if he forgets you call me up

so I can give him a what-for.

You think he heard me?

- Thank you, Dr. Mooney.

- There you go. See you, Robbie.

You really should look

into the lock on that back door.

You're a married woman.

Well, then...

...how about

I read some magazines...

...while you wait for the annulment

papers to go through?

Faith...

...don't do this to me again.

- Oh, now look at this.

There's a whole

new frontier opening up...

...in homeopathic care

for household pets.

Take it off.

She never liked me.

She never said boo to me.

Just stared at me

with those spooky eyes...

...like she knew

just what I was thinking.

She had plenty to say to

Hope though...

...until I came along,

then she'd clam right up.

What does she wanna move back

into the old place for?

Probably as crazy

as people used to say.

No, she's not crazy. She's lonely.

And sometimes lonely people

come home...

...because there's no other place

to go.

You know, maybe tomorrow night...

...we can park under

those big old oak trees.

No, I don't know what my plans are

for tomorrow.

I've gotta get going.

It's my first night home and all.

What? What?

I'll call you tomorrow.

Tory. Tory, wake up.

I'm glad you came back, Tory.

I didn't come that night.

I guess you weren't suppose to,

but you're supposed to be here now...

...because there are more and there's

gonna be more until you stop it.

Until I stop what?

You have to be careful

and you have to be smart.

Tory Bodeen, girl spy.

Hope, that's not why I came back.

I came back

so I could stop being so afraid.

There's only 18 more days.

Until the 23rd, the anniversary?

- I know that, but I really...

- You have to wake up now.

Something's coming.

You did the right thing

calling the cops.

If you hear another prowler out by your

place, you be sure and dial 911.

The boys will be there

before you hit the second one.

Thanks.

Dwight...

...after Hope...

...were there any more

incidents like that?

No. He never struck again.

Not around these parts anyway.

Certainly left his mark, though.

August 23rd is never

a very happy day around here.

Cade came by.

He seems the same.

The Prince of Progress

through and through.

Never a hope he'll let you forget it.

He must have his fair share

of prospective princesses, huh?

That man has left a trail

of broken female hearts...

...that would make the devil weep

with sorrow.

I'll call you with an estimate.

I really appreciate this.

The lard-ass dweeb and the girl

from the wrong side of the tracks.

Us outsiders have gotta

stick together.

Bye.

Oh, I'm sorry. We're not open.

Sure aren't very friendly

to a potential customer.

Just like Hope, all grown up, huh?

Sorry, wrong virtue. I'm Faith.

Oh, very nice.

Very nice.

Now that's something

I couldn't even find in Charlotte.

The cabin's awfully rustic for

someone of your sophisticated taste.

But, then, I suppose

you never needed much.

That's the difference

between you and me.

You never needed much.

And I always needed everything.

- Did you ever get it?

- Still collecting.

So I take it you believe

in second chances.

Yes, I do.

It only works if you're lucky

not to give a damn about things...

...like guilt and consequences.

- Are you lucky?

I travel light and I travel often.

So do I. Looks like we landed

in the same place this time.

No reason

that should be a problem.

As long as you remember

who got here first.

It's hard on my mother, you being

back here. Don't make it any harder.

I'm wondering if I could get

that picture for the Star Register?

Sorry, I'm really not

put together right now.

That's how we want it,

real natural. Like that.

I missed you over at work

this morning.

Don't parole officers

ever sleep a little late?

I'm gonna piss test you, Han.

What? You think I'd risk testing dirty

with nine years...

...in that place hanging over me?

With you,

I never know what to think.

Just go behind there.

- You forgot your magic bracelets.

- What?

Wonder Woman can't work

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