The Reaping Page #2

and the bullets in your gun.

- You gonna be all right with this?

- I grew up in a place like this.

Every bump in the night's

a devil at the door.

Turn on the light, speak in a soft voice,

and they'll come right around.

Yeah, I meant because of the girl.

I'll be fine.

Thanks for asking, though.

Hi.

Yeah. Still no service?

All he wrote down

was 17 miles to the turnoff.

I'd rather talk to you anyway, over.

Well, ain't that sweet?

Copy.

Well, we're deep in it now.

I think it's kind of cute.

Sort of.

Hi. You must be the folks

from the college.

I'm Isabelle. They told me y'all would

start showing up right on about now.

All right, well, come on, then.

Let's park this thing out of the sun.

I kind of have the catbird seat

from over there inside the store.

- Thanks for meeting us.

- Don't thank me.

You are doing us a big old favor.

I tell you, this town

ain't seen nothing like this.

The McConnell boy, then the river.

Well, we all swim in it. Hank.

Look, he's my eldest.

That's him over there with his daddy.

Hey, baby.

- Hey, how you doing?

- Fine.

He just bought himself a Ski-Doo.

Hadn't even got it wet yet.

- How y'all doing?

- Good.

Don't y'all just love that sound?

- What is that it's made of?

- Fulgurite.

It's what happens to sand

when lightning strikes the ground.

You all must get a lot of lightning.

Most in three parishes.

We've been selling chimes all over.

Soon there'll be a piece

of Haven everywhere.

You know, we're even thinking website.

Hey, Janet. How you holding up?

Hey, pud.

Hey, little man.

Church is this way. Come on.

See you.

We were only a week apart.

It's number two for the both of us.

Know what you're having?

Heck, doesn't matter to me.

- Morning.

- Morning.

You got kids?

No, I don't.

They must be upstairs.

They?

The town council. Doug, the mayor, and

whoever else ain't doing their real job.

Boys sure do love to act important.

We certainly do, ma'am.

- Can't have a field trip in a damn gym.

- Then we'll postpone.

Gonna get real suspicious...

They'll get suspicious if every kid

comes down with a staph infection.

Oh, hi.

- Mayor Brooks.

- Hi.

These are the folks

I was telling you about.

I'm hoping Katherine here

can help us with our problem.

I understand you're not

a Bible reader.

Well, I've read it.

Just don't put much stock in it.

Yeah.

Some folks just don't

wanna go to heaven.

Maybe it's time to look at your river.

It ain't getting any better.

When did the fish start?

This morning.

Bubbled up like farts in a bathtub.

How far does it go?

That way, up to the channel.

And then down this way...

...almost half a mile to the dam.

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