If There Be Thorns Page #2

Again, rude.

It's family money.

Passed down from my father.

But money isn't everything, Bart,

Especially when you don't have

anyone to share it with.

You don't have any family?

I did once, but not anymore.

Now it's just me and John Amos.

He used to serve Malcolm, my father.

John Amos, the polaroid.

Ah.

Can I have a picture with you?

Why do you want a picture of us?

Stand over here.

You're both so full of life.

You remind me of myself when I was your age.

Smile for the camera.

Done.

What is that?

The painting.

That picture I told you that wasn't

to be seen, you idiot.

It must have been the movers.

Put it in the office. Out of sight.

-As you wish.

-Now!

Boys!

Can I get another photo?

Stand right there.

Thank you.

This will be much better.

It's just darling.

I guess.

I'm going to keep this.

I want to see more of you in person.

Would you consider taking after-school jobs

to help me unpack and tend to my greenhouse?

I have ballet classes, so that would be hard.

He has a girlfriend, too.

Bart!

I'm sure the girls love you, too, Bart.

Not really.

Well, they will.

Well, what do you think about the job?

Well, we should have check and make sure

it's okay with our mom and dad first.

You mean Cathy and Christopher?

How did you know their names?

I was told by the realtor.

And I'm Mrs.Foxworth.

Well, we'd better get going.

It's getting pretty late.

Think about those jobs.

Yeah.

Come on, Bart.

Bart?

Why don't you come back sometime?

Just you.

Just me?

I think you know how special you are.

And special people deserve special attention,

and I do have a lot of money,

like you noticed,

but money has never bought me happines,

and what I really want is grandchildren

to spoil with gifts.

Gifts? Like what kind of gifts?

Even a pet snake?

Eww. But yes, darling, even a pet snake.

Bart. Come on.

It's late.

Jory.

Yeah?

Do you ever wonder about your dad?

Your real dad?

Sometimes.

But, honestly, I feel like

Chris is my real dad.

Julian is just, uh...

my biological father.

What brought this up?

I don't know.

Just...

I don't know.

Just...

wondering...

about...

my biological dad.

You don't remember him at all?

I was too young.

You weren't even born when he died.

All I really remember is Chris.

Why do you think we've never really met

anybody in our family?

None of mom or dad's family?

You know why. Okay?

Mom's mom is locked up in the loony bin,

and her dad's dead.

And dad's mom and dad are dead, too,

so there's really nobody to meet.

There aren't any cousins of uncles?

Not everybody's family's that close.

Okay?

Anyway.. I'm gonna go meet Melodie.

Oh, Bart!

I'm so happy you came to visit me again.

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