Undertow Page #5

Here.

You got something to write with?

I met this gypsy once.

She told me that you write down a wish.

Like whatever you want most in the world.

You write it down.

Here.

Don't tell me what it is, okay?

Then you put it in here.

Don't look at mine.

Put it in here.

You see this river?

It goes to the ocean.

And so you throw your bottle in the ocean.

Well, you don't, you throw it in the river...

and if it makes it all the way to the ocean,

then everything comes true.

But a lot can go wrong...

because it could just get pulled down.

Something could pull it down.

Have you seen them?

- I ain't seen them.

- I'll make it worth your while.

Where did you get that book?

Well?

Your bag is right there,

if that's what you're looking for.

What are you doing?

Those belonged to my dad.

They're worth a lot.

I figured you could use them.

I ain't got nowhere to go.

No one to be with me. See?

Where did you say you were from?

I didn't know if I'd ever see you again, Chris.

Gather up them coins, boy.

Do it.

- I said gather up them coins, boy.

- I ain't your boy.

You know, Chris...

your ma and me, we had

some beautiful good times.

- Don't talk about her.

- We had some beautiful nights, boy.

And you were gonna be

our gift to each other.

You don't know nothing!

I know your daddy,

that stranger he always saw in you, Chris...

was because you weren't his.

You're my seed, and he had no right.

No right at all.

Now, let's take them coins

and let's start over, just you and me.

Chris!

Come on.

Tim!

Come on.

Come one, Tim!

Run!

Wait!

Are you okay? Come on!

- I can't.

- He can't. He's too...

You have to keep up. Now go.

- Come on.

- Hide!

Here, stay down, okay? Keep still.

I'll get help.

Come on.

You want this?

Just hand them to me, Chris.

Nobody gets them.

Frickin'...

I used to get confused.

I used to get confused

where things begin and when they end.

Or what happens before and after.

What about Mom and Dad?

Did they cross the river?

Are they watching us now?

Where will I go?

Sometimes I wonder if I'm superstitious.

Do I believe in broken mirrors,

demons, and curses?

Because sometimes, it's a comfort.

Everything is okay.

You're safe with us now.

Grandpa...

he's awake.

You're safe with us now.

The doctor said

you almost could have drowned.

- How you feel?

- Coins.

- Coins.

- You cold?

Your grandmother is gonna

cook us up some good food...

and I want you to eat real good.

Will you do that for me?

Hell, yeah.

You ever eat any alligator?

It's good. Makes you strong.

They been around 200 million years.

What about venison? Buffalo?

They're all good for you. We'll have all that.

Your grandmother can cook so good...

makes your tongue turn around

and slap your brains.

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