Bag of Bones Page #3
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Can you write your next novel
on this ridiculous schedule?
I can do it, Marty.
Attaboy, Mike.
Well, you get clickety cranking
on your next Noonan blockbuster,
and I'm going to get
for breaking your balls
and making you rush
your next novel like this.
Okay, Marty, that sounds good.
All right.
Oh, and do me a favor, will ya?
Yeah?
Take it easy on the drinking, will ya?
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[Phone beeps]
[Sighs]
[Breathes deeply]
You're not disappointed in me?
Hmm?
Once for "yes,"
twice for "no."
Hmm?
to Dark Score Lake again.
[Heart beating]
[Shrill screaming]
[Distant child crying]
[Distant screaming]
[Phone ringing]
Oh?
[Sighs]
Yeah?
Mr. Noonan.
Yeah?
My name is Bill Dean,
from down on Dark Score Lake.
I was helping your wife
renovate the property
you inherited a couple years back?
Okay.
The local kids are getting
A bunch of them snuck
into your house the other night.
At least the only thing
I can think of happening.
Why?
Why is that?
Well, it's the windows.
They're all broken
from the inside out.
Now I just wanted to make sure
you'll approve the expenses
of getting them fixed.
This goes a little beyond
the normal caretaking
your wife hired me for.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.
Well, do whatever it takes.
Of course.
Um, listen, Mr. Dean,
how is the lake house?
I mean, apart from the windows,
of course.
She's fine.
How come?
Oh, I was just thinking
for a while, that's all.
You... you want me to get
it ready for an extended stay?
Yes.
Yes, let's... let's...
Let's do that, Bill.
That would be great.
I appreciate it.
Thank you.
She'll be ready for you,
Mr. Noonan.
I think it's a good idea,
don't you, Jo?
Once for "yes,"
twice for "no."
All right, let's go.
[Groans]
Oh.
[Sighs]
[Telephone rings once]
"Now arriving at Dark Score Lake."
[Turns radio off]
[Sighs]
Wake up, Jo.
[Foreboding music]
[crickets chirping]
to Dark Score Lake again.
[Door slams]
Hello?
Mr. Noonan.
Bill Dean.
Oh, good evening, Bill.
Yeah, please call me Mike.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I just thought you'd like
someone here to greet you
when you arrived.
Oh, thanks very much.
I appreciate it.
You look just like your
granddad, Harold.
I do?
Yup.
Can I help you with your luggage?
Yeah, sure, sure.
I don't have much, but thank you.
[Eerie music]
yeah, just put that over there, Bill.
Thanks.
Oh, Jo really did a lot of work
to the place, didn't she?
Yeah, she sure did.
[Chuckles]
Bunter.
Jo named him.
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