Sinister Page #2

He's 12.

- Mom, he knows how old I am.

- Hey. stop it.

- What's the first rule?

- Never go in Dads office.

And what's the rule?

- Always lock Dads office.

- That's right.

And I don't wanna hear another thing

about why we're here, from anybody.

Yeah.

You didn't brush your teeth.

- No. not yet.

- You're not coming to bed?

No, I thought I'd set up my office first

and get started.

- How long is it gonna be?

- Just an hour or two.

No. I mean...

how long are we here for this time?

God' I don't know.

It could be a long one.

I liked it better when

you were writing fiction.

- Nobody likes my fiction.

- Maybe you should try again.

I can't do this without you by my side.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm on your side.

I just wanna see you

enjoying your work again.

When you're happy... we're all happy.

I just need another hit. that's all.

- Just one more.

- I just...

What?

- You know I'm behind you on this.

- I know.

But that's not what you were gonna say.

What were you gonna say?

Kentucky Blood was ten years ago.

And?

And... what if that was your 15 minutes?

OK, what if it was?

If it was, you can't just spend

the rest of your life chasing after it.

If you miss out on these years with

the kids, you won't get them back.

I just need one more chance,

that's all, one more.

- OK. good.

- I got a good feeling about this.

But, Ell.

I don't think I can do this again.

- Honey, you're not gonna have to.

- No. I mean it.

If this goes sour like last time.

I'll take Trevor and Ashley

and go back home to my sister's.

- Is that fair?

- Yes.

But it's not gonna go sour.

Good. Now go kick some arse.

What the hell? Let's do this.

All right.

Why would you film it?

Daddy, I can't find the bathroom.

Come here. Come on. Come on.

We'll get you...

Thank you, Daddy.

Look at all these new paintings.

You're really getting good.

Thank you. Maybe one day

I'll paint something really good.

- Then I'll be famous like you.

- I'm sure you will, princess.

- All right, get some sleep.

- OK.

- And Daddy?

- Yes?

Are you gonna write a really good book

this time so we can go home?

I'm gonna write the best book

that anyones ever read.

- Operator.

- Yeah, King County Police, please.

- Is this an emergency?

- Yes, yes, it is.

King County Police Department.

How may I direct your call?

King County Police Department.

How may I direct your call?

Hello?

Hello?

All right.

You came back and left the box.

Why?

Dammit, Ashley.

Ashley?

Trevor!

Trevor, Trevor, Trevor, hey. hey!

Wake up. Trevor, Wake up, all right?

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, wake up.

Wake up, all right?

OK, OK. Come on, come on.

My God, is he OK?

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