Angels Crest Page #5

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That's why he's not here.

My dad is a sh*t dad.

But if he knew,

I know he'd be right here,

digging up this grave

with his fingernails,

lifting Nate

out from the earth,

giving him mouth-to-mouth.

He'd try and bring him

back to me.

He would.

Because what dad

could just stand there

and watch a boy

live through this?

I'm very sorry for your loss.

What are you doing here?

- Here you go, number 21.

- That was fast.

Smells good.

What can I get for you?

What's the special?

It's open-faced

turkey sandwich

with mashed potatoes and gravy.

That sounds good.

- To go?

- No.

I'd recommend it.

Well, actually I was hoping to speak

to you, Ms. Manning.

One turkey.

- I'm busy. To go.

- Well, maybe another time.

Oh, I'm always busy.

Here you go, Frank.

Sir.

Yeah.

You have any kids?

Once upon a time, yeah.

Jane.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Come in.

This is my partner Roxanne.

- This is Melody.

- Hi.

Hey.

Good to meet you.

Mel.

Okay, so, uh, let me show you

up to your room.

I got it.

Okay, okay.

Right up the stairs here.

These are Roxie's paintings,

all of them.

- You're reading too much into it.

- Yeah, right.

Well, what do you

want me to say, Roxanne?

He was raised

by my ex-husband.

Oh, you know me, bean pole.

- I'm just venting.

- Yeah, thanks for the support.

What? I'm hungry.

I want that.

- Not for us.

- What?

I'll be back

before you know it.

Oh, no. No, you're not

leaving me here alone.

You're not leaving me here

to babysit your homophobic son

and his knocked-up

little girlfriend.

- Bye.

- Jane.

Hey.

Hey.

Hi.

Why don't you take a little break,

let me fix you something to eat?

You know, I locked

the door when I got out.

- I locked the truck.

- Of course you did.

And I had the heat on high.

I closed the door really fast

when I got out s-so that

it w-would stay warm.

He was still warm

when I left him.

He didn't know how

to get out of his seat.

That's the thing... he didn't...

didn't know how to do that.

- I know, baby.

- You know?

I know.

I know.

It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

What are you doing here?

I don't know.

I couldn't think

of anywhere else to go.

Rosie's fast asleep.

- How about I get you a cup of coffee?

- Yeah.

I was with Cindy that morning.

I know.

I saw you there.

Thanks.

Oh, so you think that

if you hadn't been there,

maybe things would

have been different.

That DA came by here.

The thing is,

I never thought that Ethan

was that great of a dad.

No?

No. I mean, I know

he loved Nate and all,

but there were

always little things,

like he would let him out of his sight

for a moment too long

or he would drink beer

in the truck.

And I never said anything.

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