1 Mile to You Page #4

- Come on in, honey.

- Okay. Thank you.

This lovely young woman

is here to interview you.

Hi.

Well, I'll let you young people talk.

I have to can preserves.

Your mom's so cute.

She buys these huge cans

of Walmart blackberry jam,

adds lemon juice and then puts them

in bottled jars with her name on 'em.

Well, that just makes me

like her even more.

I texted you the other day,

and you didn't answer.

The article. You know "Kevin

Schuler, Champion Runner."

And not, "Whose Friends Died."

Oh, no, I wouldn't write that.

- Are you any good?

- Oh, yeah, I'm the best.

- How much do I get paid?

- It's a school paper.

I should get something.

You need a photo too?

- Do you have a blog?

- What?

Maybe you could write

a whole series.

Now you're just teasing me.

Henny, would you like some

crackers and blackberry jam?

- Would you?

- No! No, I'm okay.

Thank you though.

Um...

Actually, I have to get home.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for coming out

to the farm.

What was that about?

It's nothing.

- Dad?

- Coach

I already ordered for you.

How long has this

been sitting here?

- Well, she said...

- Excuse me.

I think it's a little cold.

Kevin Schuler is a talent.

I mean, the kind of talent that

comes by once in a lifetime.

A high school state champion.

A college national champion.

I want you to come on by

and see him run.

I want you to recruit him.

I saw his time.

Let's see if he can do it again.

Relax the arms, Kevin. Relax the arms.

No, Kevin!

Oh, come back.

Come on. Whoo! Come back!

- Hey, where's your sister?

- In the barn.

It's your birthday.

- Yeah. It's my birthday.

- Happy birthday.

What are you reading?

I was reading Shakespeare.

- I have to stop though.

- Why's that?

Because Cordelia

just breaks my heart.

Run.

Stop.

One in a million.

Well... Okay.

Consider it a down payment.

We got to protect him.

I'm getting a

lot of calls already.

Yeah, well, you know what?

Tell them that because of the accident,

he needs to stay close to home

to be near his parents. Okay?

They're not gonna question that.

All right.

Come here, come here.

Listen, what's this? What's this? I need

in here. Right there. Feel that groove?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah, feel it.

- That's it.

- Hey, you're right.

Look, another one

for the homosexuals.

Get out there.

Down! Ten hut!

Come on, Jol. Stay in bounds!

Stay on your feet.

You gotta run behind your pass.

Show me what you got on defense.

Use your stiff arm! Get the

ball and take it down field.

Come on, get up off the ground, son!

You can't play on the ground!

Come on, now step up

and be a man!

- Yes, sir.

- Keep it up!

Look at these scouts over here.

They come out and don't see you?

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