Strange Weather Page #2

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yourself eventually, baby.

Mm.

Here.

Oh, that a**hole.

Oh, yeah, that guy.

You know, he used to come

into the bar

and try and order expensive

bottles of champagne

he knew damn well

we didn't carry.

He drove by in his Audi

blasting rap music

and hollering at Walker

when he was cutting your grass.

I forgot all about that.

Watch those crumbs, Clay.

Honey, I mean,

even if he stole Walker's idea,

you can't prove it.

If I can find a copy of Walker's

old business plan, I can.

What are you gonna do?

You gonna sue him?

You want his money?

That's not what I want.

Why not?

You could use it.

Maybe.

That's not what I'm after.

When byrd called me,

it was like something...

I don't know, I don't know

how to describe it.

It was like something

filled up this room.

It was pushing at the walls,

like they were vibrating

or something.

I felt Walker's presence

in here so strong.

I hadn't felt that way

since the night he died.

Every molecule of me

was alive to him.

He was calling to me.

What else can I do

except try to answer?

Darcy baylor.

My, what a surprise.

Hey, sue Anne, your yard's

sure looking gorgeous.

Aren't you worried about getting

ticketed for the sprinklers?

Oh, we aren't

on water restrictions

here in the heights.

What can I help you with, Darcy?

Well, actually,

I'm looking for Kevin.

Well, he and Beth and the boys

headed back to Alabama

around dawn.

I need to speak with him

about something.

Maybe you could just give me

his number then.

Um, try "zipper."

That's not it either.

What about "interpol"?

Some kind of joke?

It's the name

of his favorite band.

Mm-mm.

"Asimov."

- What? What?

- "Asimov."

Uh-uh.

There's got to be some kind

of code you can crack.

It's encrypted,

I mean, you gotta figure out

the password he

would've used, Darcy.

- Otherwise nothing I can do.

- "Periwinkle."

"Periwinkle"?

You sure you don't

have a single hard copy

of that thing anywhere?

Those aren't the kinds

of things I held onto.

- Cinnamon roll.

- Yeah.

- Look, I'll cut to the chase, Clay.

- Okay.

I need that thing you been

holding for me.

I'm sorry, what thing?

That bag.

From the police.

Why do you need that right now?

I just feel like

maybe it's time.

Time to use what's in the bag?

It's just I'm ready

to take it back now.

Yeah?

I don't think so.

You do know that it's my job

to protect you from you.

In fact, I could make it

my full-time vocation.

Please.

Just give it to me.

Stop!

You stop right there!

I'm calling the cops!

You're trespassing!

Sorry, I-i-i...

Who are you?!

What're you doing here?!

My name's Darcy baylor.

I just... I knew somebody

who used to live in this house.

Whoa.

Walker's mom?

So when mark moved out,

his dad let me stay on.

Figure they got so much money,

forgot they even owned

the place, you know?

Some accountant pays

the taxes once a year.

It's all good.

You got some needle and thread,

I could mend that for you.

You still talk to mark?

No, nope, we're not in touch.

Dennis?

I need you to think back

to around the time that...

That Walker died.

About how he was acting,

how mark was acting,

what might've been going on

between those two.

Dennis.

I don't know.

There weren't any bad vibes

or anything.

Uh-huh.

I'd have picked up on it

if there was.

- Yeah, of course.

- You know?

I mean, Walker was kind of

a mess that day, but...

Wait, what day?

Well...

You know, the day he, uh...

Walker came out here

the day he died?

Yeah.

Well, how come none of you boys

ever told me that?

You never asked.

Why are you asking now?

It's been, what,

six years or something?

Seven.

Just tell me.

Okay.

Well...

I remember it was hot,

hot and dry

like it's been lately.

Walker dragged his ass

all the way in from town.

Tried to hitch, but

nobody'd pick him up.

That's why he had the blisters.

And when Walker got here,

he and mark went back

into mark's room.

They were doing lines.

I guess.

Come on, Dennis.

Mark, he always had it,

you know?

But the weird thing was,

when Walker came out

of mark's room, he had...

What?

He had... he had a box

of bullets in his hand.

You know, back when I was

in business school,

my professor told me

my plan wasn't going to cut it.

A restaurant

that's all about hot dogs?

Who would go eat there?

But when I was a boy,

my mama and me would get

a hot dog at the corner store

every Saturday

just like clockwork,

even if it was raining.

We considered that good luck,

eating a hot dog in the rain,

and I knew if I just honored

that memory,

well, sir, everything was gonna

be just fine.

Did you ever go all the way

through that site to where

mark Wright's talking about

how he started that business?

Mm-mm.

He took every little bit

of Walker, every last bit,

and he is on that thing

bragging about it,

celebrating it.

That's why I'm headed

to New Orleans in the morning.

- What? No, you're not.

- Oh, yes, I am.

Well, then I'm coming with you.

Byrd.

I want you to come.

Geri and I bought tickets for

that concert in Atlanta tomorrow.

And you got that

big project due for Colin.

Well, I'll stay up tonight

and finish it.

Come here.

I mean,

what are you gonna do, baby?

You gonna wave that gun

in his face

and tell him to apologize?

Come on.

That's just pure foolishness.

That's the last thing

you need to be doing.

You don't know what

I need to be doing.

Stop bossing me around.

Jesus Christ.

That's why I broke up with you

in the first place.

No. No, it's not.

No, it's not.

No, it's not why you broke up

with me, and you know it.

You couldn't commit to a man

who loves you.

You... you couldn't commit

to a man who loves you

and who asked you to marry him.

And you been avoiding me

as of late.

And why is that, Darcy?

You know why?

Because, because you're stuck.

You're stuck,

and you're so goddamn stubborn,

you can't even see it.

Look, I get why you're so upset,

and why you think you gotta go

settle this thing

right this second,

but think it through.

Ask for the days off.

Don't just take them.

Don't risk your job.

That's what pays the bills,

right?

That's what's gonna get you

your degree.

I didn't put in my application.

What?

It was due last week.

I know that.

I know.

But I didn't put it in.

Okay?

And I'm not gonna wait, byrd.

I can't.

Oh, darce.

Temperatures

are gonna hit 98 by midday,

but with that nasty old

heat index,

it's gonna feel more like 105.

Jesus Christ, we're not

crossing the Atlantic.

I like to have options.

Let her bring whatever

she damn well feels like.

We're going to be talking

to local farmer Roy johnston.

Roy spent $82,000

so far this year...

Oh, my goodness, stop.

Bye.

I'm gonna miss you.

Now that it's getting

on harvest time.

No matter how much water

they're throwing at the problem,

farmers everywhere

are seeing their crops

just rot and wither on the vine.

I want you to see if what I

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