The World of Henry Orient Page #2

take care of me. She's sweet.

- Very.

- The school found them.

- Are yours divorced?

- No, but they travel all the time.

Europe and places like that.

Dad's business is

international trade or something.

Where's your home?

I mean, your real home?

I'm not sure exactly.

We've got a place in Arizona.

I've never really seen it.

It's for winter and I go to school then.

They've got an apartment in Paris. Used

to, anyway. They stay in a hotel here.

You miss them very much?

I used to, but I guess I'm like you now.

The only time I really miss my dad is

six in the evening when it's getting dark

and we're gonna sit down for dinner,

just the three of us - Mom, Boothy and me.

- You know Lillian Kafritz?

- Stringy-haired girl?

- I can't stand her.

- Why does she put that guck in her hair?

Isn't it awful? I was having dinner

at her house one night

and about six o'clock

her father came home from the office.

He bought Mrs Kafritz

a bushel of roasted chestnuts

and a couple of crummy little bunches

of violets for Lillian and me.

How corny can you get?

- You think your dad'll ever come back?

- How can he?

He's married again

and got a couple of kids.

- But how do you know he's happy?

- He's crazy about her.

I know, but...

just suppose he suddenly realised

his second marriage was a tragic mistake.

His eyes are opened at last

and he knows now that your mother

is the only woman

he's ever loved in his whole life.

I don't think there's much chance of that.

So there's nothing to do but to tell her

the truth. The second wife, I mean.

He's simply got to go back to the only

woman he's ever loved in his whole life.

Goodbye, second wife.

- You think that's possible?

- He's got no choice.

He can't live a lie, can he?

He's got to go back to his one true love.

Maybe... during Christmas.

- Christmas Eve, maybe.

- About six o'clock.

You and your mother are all alone

trimming the tree when the doorbell rings.

- I'd be the one to answer it.

- You'd be wondering who it could be.

You weren't expecting anyone.

You'd open the door and he'd be standing

there, simply loaded with presents.

Before you could say anything,

he'd say "Sh",

because he wants

to surprise your mother.

But first he'd give you a big hug

just as tight as he could.

Then Mom would come to see who it was.

She'd been wondering why

she didn't hear anybody say anything.

For a long time they'd just stand there and

stare at each other, not saying anything.

They wouldn't have to.

And then he'd take her in his arms

and rain kisses on her upturned face.

And they'd just love each other to death

right there in the front door.

Do you really think...

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