The Drowning Page #7
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but to help them retell their stories
in a way that gives them hope,
possibility,
and a future..."
"Because if you don't believe
a child has a future,
then why believe in anything?"
No offense,
but don't you think you're exploiting
the kids you're trying to help?
Um, I think the only person
that he's exploiting here is himself.
She got busted for dealing drugs.
That's her main claim
to fame around here.
F*** off.
My God.
Good friend of yours?
I thought so.
I saw the ad in the paper.
Hmm.
And this is riveting stuff, Tom, truly.
Thank you.
Truly, but, um,
you didn't mention me in your book.
No, I didn't, not in this one.
No, I don't think a chapter's
enough for you.
You need your own book.
So, Portland, huh?
Yeah, and in school,
like a million of us.
It's basically like prison,
except there's, you know, girls.
So you're good?
Past and present?
Yeah.
You know, getting by.
Forward motion and all that.
Danny.
There you are.
Hey, baby.
Rowena.
Yes.
Yes, of course.
You look good.
Oh, I transferred up here
when Danny did.
Sorry I missed your talk.
I had class.
Did you tell him about your story?
Well, I...
No, he didn't.
Oh. Well, he's quite talented.
It's going to be in the quarterly.
I don't think he wants
to hear about all that.
No, it's good and strange.
It's about this boy who
buys these toy soldiers,
these made-in-China toy soldiers...
All right, all right, all right, enough.
Hey, Ro!
Hurry up!
I'll see you soon, all right?
Okay.
Good to see you again.
Toy soldiers were from Walmart.
Excuse me?
Well, in... in my story,
the toys, they're from Walmart.
It's basically... it's about this kid
who starts messing
with his psychiatrist,
his former psychiatrist,
the one that he had when he was a child.
It's just a story, Tom.
I'll send it to you.
Give it a read.
What's this story called?
The Tourist.
Ah.
Oh, but that's not you
anymore, though, is it?
No.
I mean, you, you pulled
the trigger, didn't you?
I thought you would.
What?
What the hell is so funny?
Nothing, man, just people like you.
I'm sorry.
Well, look, I gotta get to the airport.
Can I drop you off someplace?
Uh, yeah.
How's Lauren?
She didn't make the trip with you, huh?
No, she's working.
Everything good between you two?
Mm-hmm.
She must be due pretty soon,
though, right?
Yeah, she is.
Wow.
Tom, that's great.
I know that you guys
were trying for a while
and it was really hard on her, so...
Congratulations.
I'm very happy for the two of you.
How did you know my wife was pregnant?
I asked you how you knew.
Tom, we talked on the phone.
She called me, and we talked.
She didn't tell you that?
We didn't talk on the phone, Tom.
I read about it on Facebook.
You need to relax.
You're a very tense person.
It's a boy, though, right?
Isn't that what they
just told her, a son?
You're gonna be a father, Tom.
How incredible is that?
What are you gonna name him?
I guess you don't have to
answer that right now.
You still got some time.
I have to say I cannot wait to meet him.
Galileo was bluffing
It's just a mess out here
There's no compass to guide us
Through the flashes
of violence and fear
Ohh
Pinball and a motor hum
Black kettle in a riptide
Sand bleeds through our fingers
If time said it stood still in line
Ohh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
You will get the best of me
Worlds collide into recipe
for disaster
Sweet disaster
Birthmark on a crow's foot
Kilimanjaro or bust
There are no mountains to move here
You just do what you say,
what you must
Ohh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
You will get the best of me
Worlds collide into recipe
for disaster
Sweet disaster
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
You will get the best of me
Worlds collide into recipe
for disaster
Sweet disaster
Sweet
Light-years and a pocket watch
You can't get close enough
To the rhythm of solitude
Ashes to ashes to dust
Ohh.
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