The Reflecting Skin Page #2
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and grey hairs? Look.
Yeah.
You can?
Come and sit next to me.
Come on.
- Do you know what that is?
- No.
It's one of my Adam's teeth.
- This? Do you know what this is?
- Hair.
That's right. My husband's hair.
These are his reading glasses.
This is his comb.
You see? It's all that's
left of him now.
Just a box of bits and pieces.
You fall in love, and almost at once
that loved one dies,
and you're left with nothing.
Nothing at all.
Just a few memories
and a house where he was a boy.
Nothing but dreams and decay. And a box!
A box from his childhood.
A childhood you weren't even a part of.
Bay-Rum.
Oh, this... this is the smell of him.
Oh...
It's him... it's him!
It's the smell of him.
The smell of him...
Oh, my darling... my darling...
Smell my dead one!
A vampire...
She's a vampire!
There...
- You're awake.
- A little.
It's time you were asleep.
No, Ma...
- What is it now?
- Nothing...
- Just grow up and go to sleep.
- But...
- You want the water?
- No.
Then the light goes out.
Water!
Every last drop.
You're not finished yet, my boy.
I'm gonna burst, I gotta go...
Not until you've finished.
Every last drop. Go on! Drink!
I'll be sick...
Then you'll just have to be sick.
Keep on drinking.
I can't, Ma, really!
- Go on, you haven't finished...
- Ma...
Drink it... drink it!
your stomach's fit to burst!
You're gonna drink it all, Seth Dove,
even if it takes all night!
I can smell your father.
The Lord's taken him
because I'm a sinner.
Just like He took my Rachel.
Taken who, Joshua?
I am a sinner! I drink.
I have bad thoughts.
what's going on?
Eben's missing.
We need the Sheriff. I keep telling him
we should call Sheriff Ticker.
No need for Sheriff Ticker
just yet, Joshua.
No... that's what I said.
We're not sure anything's happened yet.
'Course we're not.
When did you last see Eben, son?
- This morning.
Did the Lord take him, boy?
Did the angels come down
and pluck him from the wheat?
Did the Lord say: "His Pa is a sinner
and not meant to be happy?"
- No.
I gotta go! Pa!
She's a vampire, and she drinks
blood to make her young.
She's afraid to look into mirrors
'cos her reflection is gone.
And she hates sunlight, and she keeps
and his sweat in a bottle.
How do you know?
She told me to my face.
- Do you think she killed Eben?
- Could be.
- But why?
- For his blood, stupid!
His blood?
Sure. If she don't get blood
then she starts to fall apart.
She said, "I get up in the morning
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