The Inland Road Page #3

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This isn't easy.

No, it's not.

I can't do this now.

But I love you.

I'm married, Tia.

I've got a wife.

And I love my wife.

I love Donna.

Take it easy, Tia.

He's in there, I can hear him.

Jesus, Tia.

Seven o' clock.

That's when we open.

Where's our tire?

Sorry?

I left our tire sitting

right outside your door.

Nope, haven't seen it.

Bullshit!

Look, I came to work this

morning, there was nothing here.

Now, I can sell you a tire

if that's what you want,

but otherwise I can't help you.

You have any Dunlop Supercat?

Yeah.

Do you want a hot chocolate or something?

Hi, Donna.

Lily, aye, she's fine.

Oh yeah, sorry.

We slept in the truck.

I know, but the motel

was 20 minutes walk away.

Okay, yeah, we'll talk about it later.

We'll see you at home.

Bye.

Did you f*** her?

No, of course I didn't.

No.

No!

Donna, I love you.

I was just trying to make her feel better.

She's 16.

She won't know what you're trying to do.

We're having a baby, Will.

I need everything to be okay.

It will.

It will, I promise.

I can't find him.

He's not here.

Is he coming back?

No.

I'm sorry.

You feel warmer now?

Yeah.

I'm gonna give your

mom a call, all right?

Yeah.

Nice and soapy.

Are you gonna come say goodbye?

Goodbye.

Off you go.

Bye.

Hello precious!

Hi!

Hello.

What the f*** are you doing, Tia?

You're wearing my slip.

I'm sorry.

Here.

You need to go home to your own family.

I can't.

Why not?

I had sex with my mom's boyfriend.

It's his name on my neck.

Did you tell your mom?

No, but if she sees the tattoo,

she'd throw him out.

He said he was gonna run away with me.

And did he?

No.

But he said he loved me.

And you believe that?

Yes.

And does he love you?

No.

Come on, come on.

Hi, Mom.

It's Tia.

I'm sorry.

I wanna come home.

Okay.

Thanks, Mom.

I will.

I love you too, Mom.

("Ships" by James Kenyon)

# I had a romance

# In the shadows

# We used to slow dance

# While you were all asleep

# On the off chance

# That you were watching

# We'd wear our hats low

# And talk softer than the breeze

# Some days

# We spun out of the shade

# Some days

# We moved across your gaze

# Later

# We moved far

# From the water

# And across a mountain range

# I played my guitar

# And tried to make that sound

# Of the bells and boat calls

# All out on the bay

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