The Caretaker Page #4

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Grandpa, where did you go?

Grandpa, where are you?

Grandpa?

Mallorie?

It's me, my darling Mallorie.

Your grandfather lives

inside me.

He's with me.

Come to me, sweetheart.

Come to me.

Love me.

Love me.

Mallorie, love me.

Love me!

Mallorie, love me!

Love me, Mallorie.

August two.

Mallorie, what are you doing?

Mallorie?

August two.

God.

Let love be your guide.

Come to me.

Rawdilly, Rawdilly,

what do you hear?

The sound of birdie

hiding in fear.

You killed my mother?

Either way, my darling,

I live inside you,

just as he lives inside me.

Mal.

Mal, what's that

on your face, babe?

Mal?

Anyway, it's time.

Get the syringe.

I'll hold her down.

Mal, are you okay?

I've decided to stay.

That's not funny, Mal.

You're not well.

We need to go. Now.

No. This is my home.

This is your home?

After everything

we've been through in here?

Really?

Hello?

You're not well.

- We need to go home.

- No.

Mallorie!

You in there?

Give me something!

Come on!

Nothing?

Okay. This is what you want?

Good riddance, Mal.

A few things could happen.

She could say that she's

starting to see things.

It's behind me!

She could blame her bouts

on her surroundings.

It's not me! It's this house!

It's not me!

Does she ever talk

about wanting to move?

I've decided to stay.

Wanting to move?

No. Never.

This is my home.

I think that everything's

gonna be fine.

Mal.

Birdie?

Mal.

Mal. Mal.

Who do you hear?

Mal! Mal!

Mal, what are you doing, baby?

Babe, come on.

Baby, it's me. It's August!

It's August, baby!

Come to me.

Family stays together.

Mal...

August. It's August!

Mallorie!

Mallorie!

Birdie!

Mallorie, it's me.

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