Carolina Moon Page #4

No, she's not crazy. She's lonely.

And sometimes lonely people

come home...

...because there's no other place

to go.

You know, maybe tomorrow night...

...we can park under

those big old oak trees.

No, I don't know what my plans are

for tomorrow.

I've gotta get going.

It's my first night home and all.

What? What?

I'll call you tomorrow.

Tory. Tory, wake up.

I'm glad you came back, Tory.

I didn't come that night.

I guess you weren't suppose to,

but you're supposed to be here now...

...because there are more and there's

gonna be more until you stop it.

Until I stop what?

You have to be careful

and you have to be smart.

Tory Bodeen, girl spy.

Hope, that's not why I came back.

I came back

so I could stop being so afraid.

There's only 18 more days.

Until the 23rd, the anniversary?

- I know that, but I really...

- You have to wake up now.

Something's coming.

You did the right thing

calling the cops.

If you hear another prowler out by your

place, you be sure and dial 911.

The boys will be there

before you hit the second one.

Thanks.

Dwight...

...after Hope...

...were there any more

incidents like that?

No. He never struck again.

Not around these parts anyway.

Certainly left his mark, though.

August 23rd is never

a very happy day around here.

Cade came by.

He seems the same.

The Prince of Progress

through and through.

Never a hope he'll let you forget it.

He must have his fair share

of prospective princesses, huh?

That man has left a trail

of broken female hearts...

...that would make the devil weep

with sorrow.

I'll call you with an estimate.

I really appreciate this.

The lard-ass dweeb and the girl

from the wrong side of the tracks.

Us outsiders have gotta

stick together.

Bye.

Oh, I'm sorry. We're not open.

Sure aren't very friendly

to a potential customer.

Just like Hope, all grown up, huh?

Sorry, wrong virtue. I'm Faith.

Oh, very nice.

Very nice.

Now that's something

I couldn't even find in Charlotte.

The cabin's awfully rustic for

someone of your sophisticated taste.

But, then, I suppose

you never needed much.

That's the difference

between you and me.

You never needed much.

And I always needed everything.

- Did you ever get it?

- Still collecting.

So I take it you believe

in second chances.

Yes, I do.

It only works if you're lucky

not to give a damn about things...

...like guilt and consequences.

- Are you lucky?

I travel light and I travel often.

So do I. Looks like we landed

in the same place this time.

No reason

that should be a problem.

As long as you remember

who got here first.

It's hard on my mother, you being

back here. Don't make it any harder.

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