The Moth Diaries Page #4

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with Ernessa.

We were just talking

about you,

how we should all

do something together.

- Yes.

Let's.

- Maybe Sunday, we can all

go into town or something.

- We could go to the movies.

- I would love that.

Oh, Sunday...

I booked two horses

to go riding.

- Oh...

- Can you ride?

- No.

I never took lessons.

- We'll have to think

of something else.

We'll make a plan.

- We will for sure.

- I'm sorry about Sunday.

But we're going to spend

a lot of time together

very soon.

We have so much in common.

- "I heard a fly buzz

when I died.

"But the stillness in the room

"was like the stillness

in the air,

between the heaves of storm."

It's as if she's taking you

moment by moment

through the experience

of dying.

Okay, on that cheerful note,

thank you very much, ladies.

Uh, Rebecca?

I have something to show you.

It's a first edition

of your father's book.

You know, I have to tell you,

I so admire

the way your father kept writing

and working all those years.

- The bank?

- Yes, the bank.

- I think he kind of liked

having a real job.

- You know,

I try to write at night,

but there's marking papers,

and there's preparation.

I don't know.

Sometimes I just feel my life

slipping away.

- You know, with my dad,

it feels like

all the bad stuff happened

when he was able to stay home

all day and write.

- I will take that

as my inspiration.

He really is my hero,

you know.

- Mr. Davies?

- Yes?

- I need your supply list.

- Of course, uh-

- Thank you.

- I was just showing Rebecca

here this-this book.

It's her father's.

very rare.

- Bye.

- Hey, are you joining

basketball?

- I'm not going to do sports

this term.

It's too tiring.

- Why are you so tired?

You know,

you should eat more.

- I do eat.

I eat all the time.

- I don't see you

at breakfast anymore.

- I'm not hungry

in the morning.

- You don't seem very hungry

at dinner either.

- It's okay, Mom.

I'm fine.

- Okay, okay.

I'm sorry.

I'll back off.

Lucy?

Where have you been?

- I couldn't get up

this morning.

I slept right through

the bell.

- I see that Caroline Wallis

and Lucy Blake

were late for assembly.

You will report for detention

after classes.

Ernessa Bloch

has missed gymnastics

for the fourth week

in a row.

She will report to Miss Bobbie

to make up these classes.

- Miss Bobbie

makes Ernessa swim laps

every day after school.

It's so unfair.

It's like torture for her.

- Now, into the pool.

Into the water.

We don't have all afternoon.

- Head up.

Breathe.

Head down.

Bend your elbows.

Point your toes.

Breathe.

- Becca.

I'm meeting Chris tonight

in the upper field to, uh...

well, you know.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I want you and Kiki

to keep guard.

Will you do it?

- Yeah, of course,

if you want us to.

- Thank you.

- You know, if it rains tonight,

we're leaving.

- Can you see

their hovering spirits

entwined through eternity?

Just like a poem.

- Hey, Rebecca.

- So how was it?

- It was kind of nothing.

I feel exactly the same way

I did before.

And I'm sure

I'm not in love with him.

- Well, did you

at least enjoy it?

- Not really.

Maybe I will

after I get used to it.

- Okay.

- I'm just glad

it's over with.

I'm glad it was the first time

for both of us.

- What is that?

- Oh, my God.

- I regret to say

that a terrible accident

has befallen one of our

teachers, Miss Bobbie.

She died some time

last night.

Please, girls, be quiet.

Assembly is not yet over.

Let us turn to hymn 51.

O, God,

our help in ages past

Our hope for years to come

Our shelter

from the stormy blast

And our eternal home

- Rebecca.

My mom came in early.

She won't let me come back

after spring break.

I shouldn't have said anything

about Miss Bobbie,

but I was so upset,

and I don't want to leave you.

- All my friends are gone.

Ernessa spends all her time

in Lucy's room.

They always

keep the door shut.

Lucy's just a few feet away,

but she might as well be

on the other side of the world.

- You look like death.

- It's cramps.

I feel like I'm hemorrhaging.

- I haven't had my period

in months.

No, thanks.

- How can you resist this?

- Lucy, it's your favorite.

- I'm going back to my room.

- Okay, I have to talk to you

about Ernessa.

- I'm not gonna indulge you

in your ridiculous obsession.

I'm sorry to say this,

but you're just jealous.

- How can she survive

without eating?

- I don't want to talk about

this anymore.

- Wake up.

Wake up!

Didn't you hear the sirens?

- The what?

- The ambulance.

They took Lucy.

- What?

I'll come back later.

Something terrible

is happening to Lucy.

I'm glad she's in hospital.

At least she's away

from Ernessa.

Hi.

I brought you some chocolates

and a book.

- Thank you.

- What's this?

- Ernessa was just here.

She brought that for me.

I'm too tired to read.

The book is so heavy.

- Are you feeling any better?

- It's not bad

feeling so weak.

I just lie here

and think about breathing.

- What happened to your flowers?

They're all faded.

- I guess they're starting

to die.

- I just brought them.

What's Ernessa doing

in the basement?

We're not allowed down there.

There's that same

horrible smell,

just like the one

from her room.

- Oh!

- Here, let me help you.

- Thank you.

Stupid of me.

You saved me.

- Can I tell you something

in confidence?

- Uh, sure.

- It's my friend,

Lucy Blake.

She hasn't been eating,

and now she's in the hospital.

- Why don't we talk

in the car?

- Yeah.

There's this other girl,

Ernessa Bloch.

She's just a bad influence

on Lucy.

- What do you mean,

bad influence?

- She's controlling her,

and Lucy just accepts it.

- You think she's

enabling Ernessa?

- Lucy adores her,

but Ernessa doesn't have

her best interests at heart.

I mean, Lucy's just getting

sicker and weaker and thinner,

and Ernessa acts like

this is all good.

- You're worried that she's

encouraging her eating disorder.

- Well, it's more than that.

She's dangerous.

She has some power over Lucy.

- You know, cooped up here,

you girls get so close.

All that emotion

can turn toxic.

I mean,

it's obvious Lucy needs help,

but maybe you need to step away

for a little while.

Put all this emotion

into your writing.

Rebecca.

You're a very intelligent girl.

You're one of the brightest

I've ever taught.

You'll figure this out.

Things get worse,

don't be afraid

to come talk to me.

- Thanks.

- Okay.

- Is everything okay with you?

- Not really.

- You seem stressed.

- I'm so worried about Lucy.

It's been ten days,

and they still

won't let me see her.

- Oh, she's much better.

- How do you know?

- I don't know.

- Come on.

- Okay, Ernessa told me.

She visited Lucy.

- When?

- Um, several times last week.

- They let her see Lucy?

- Well, Mrs. Rood

gave her permission,

because she's Lucy's

very special friend.

- You let Ernessa see her?

- I don't know

what you're talking about.

- You told me no visitors.

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