A Fork in the Road Page #5

OK, well, you make sure you

call me before you come home

so, I can make something

special for you.

You are all the

special I need, honey.

Yeah, I'll call you when

I'm out of here.

I love you.

-I love you.

I'm so good.

Jesus.

All right. We have

everything?

OK.

What happened?

How should I know.

Oh, my God.

He's still alive.

Can't be.

I got him.

I got him.

How far can it go?

Couple of hundreds of miles

is kind a have to leak.

Well.

Is that's all right?

Yeah.

OK.

Ok, all right.

I figure, less town

we get to,

we buy a used car, just some

might can go to Mexico.

But why?

I really don't have

much money on me.

It was a credit card.

I'm sure you can get a car

for just a couple thousand.

Try some hundred.

That's all what it left.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

-What? -My purse.

I lost my purse.

Where? -I don't know,

I don't know.

What you mean don't

know, it's your purse.

You just how...

What?

I lefted in the car.

What? -I lefted

in the car.

Karl collected my phone in my

purse and it was not my purse...

You telling me, everything

is in that purse,

your wallet, your credit cards,

your money?

Oh, God.

I'm not sure,

this much better then

being in the prison.

Got no money, no car

and no gun.

What I gonna do? Rob the liquor

store with my teeth?

Is that what you done?

Rob the liquor store?

-No.

So, what did you do?

I didn't do anything.

Well, they don't put people in

the prison for doing nothing.

Yeah, they do.

All right, if you don't

wanna tell me, that's fine.

I'm telling you the truth.

My friend did it.

I was just given

him a ride.

He didn't tell me he's

gonna hit a liquor store.

But I didn't see any matter

to marshal court.

I got fifteen years.

-For that?

Well, he's shoot the guy.

See, I took off.

I have a car in a

back of my house.

We can use that one.

Won't Karl miss it?

That's my problem.

You want a car or not?

You'll do that?

Honey, I'm home.

April.

April.

April.

You are OK?

I'm really thirsty.

You wanna sit down?

Yeah, I'm sorry to.

I'm really tired.

Yeah.

Right here. Put your

arm around me.

OK. Come on.

Sick b*tch.

Where is my gun?

Martin!

Martin!

Martin!

Where is he?

Martin, you...

Where the hell are you?

You sun of b*tch.

You can't hide from me.

I will find you.

Baby? Baby, are you there?

Hello.

Martin?

Who is this?

Oh, my God.

Karl's car.

I thought you said, he suppose

to call before he got back.

He wants me surprise.

Oh, my phone.

It's gone.

What we gonna do now?

We have to find

way out. -Yeah.

But, how we will do this?

We will wait to until tonight,

to Karl go to sleep.

You can take my car

keys and some money.

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