Jack Goes Home Page #6

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if there's anything

I can do to help.

- Will do.

Thank you and good night, Linda.

Shhh...

Don't worry. Be there soon.

Ah!!!

We're here.

You see that, mom?

See... the tire tracks

at the edge of the cement there?

Even through the rain,

there they'll be.

Even through the snow,

there they'll stay.

That wind will become rain.

That rain will become snow.

That snow will become ice

and that ice will melt back

to the sky.

You belong here.

So do I.

- Yes... just take us home...

Jack.

- We are home.

- Ah! Ow!

Ugh! Ah!

Ow!

Jack!

Please! Ah!

No! No! No! Stop!

Help!!! No!!!

No!!!

Oh, my god!

Why are you smiling?

Don't smile!

- Wh-what-what are you doing?

- What are you doing, Jack?

- He had to go.

So... so did she.

So do I.

- You're right.

He did have to go.

And so did she.

Open your eyes, Jack.

Where is she?

The accident?

They both died.

First I didn't realize

why you just kept talking

about your dad.

But then I realized.

You couldn't let them both go

at once.

Please put the knife...

Put the knife down.

Hey.

We're here.

- I'm sorry.

- For what?

- Everything.

- You can say it.

You can hear it.

I'm sorry.

What?

What is that?

- Mom.

Can you hear?

I have to go inside now.

I don't want

to keep her waiting.

- Jack!

- Sweet dreams, good boy.

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