Jamie Marks Is Dead Page #3

It was...

It was awful.

That's all you need to know.

Or you can help me.

How?

Give me something.

What?

A word.

Whisper it to me.

What kind of word?

It doesn't matter.

It could be anything.

Murder.

Honey, there's a call for you!

Hello?

Uh, who is it?

It's a girl.

What'd you say your name was?

Gracie Highsmith.

Come out here when you're done, okay?

Hi.

Where were you today?

Are you okay?

I... I... I'm fine.

How are you?

Don't patronize me, Adam.

Spit it out.

I said I'm fine.

You should have listened to me.

What are you talking about?

Look, if you are freaked out

about what happened, I understand.

What happened?

Everyone knows, Adam.

Everyone knows what you

did down at the river.

What about a green bean

casserole with those crispy...

That sounds good.

Who's Gracie?

You think they would like that?

- Huh?

- Do you have any food allergies?

Where the f*** is he?

Watch your language.

- F*** you.

- Adam!

How could you?

Did you f*** Gracie Highsmith?

F*** you, Aaron!

What?

I'm just saying she's

kinda... I hate you!

Get the f*** off.

Hey, hey, knock it off!

Knock it off!

He started it!

I don't care.

How could you tell everybody?

Aaron, what are you doing?

You're my brother.

Yeah?

Well, I wish I wasn't.

Adam, baby, you okay?

I'm f***ing fine, how are you?

What are you doing?

Sorry, I was just trying them on.

Sorry... I'm sorry.

Don't draw this sh*t all over my floor

and make me clean it up.

Stop getting undressed.

It's fine, Jesus.

What's wrong, Adam?

Nothing's wrong.

What happened to your face?

Oh, my God.

What's wrong with your face?

You're funny.

Yeah, well, you look ridiculous.

Where were you?

I was in there.

In that closet?

Yes.

I like it in there.

And... it's...

More than a closet if

you know how to use it.

What are you talking about?

Uh... I guess I can show you.

Yeah.

Come on.

In my closet?

Yeah.

You ready?

Mm-hmm.

Close your eyes.

There's nothing worth to see.

But whatever you do,

don't let go.

Where are we?

I really don't feel so good, Jamie.

I don't understand.

You don't have to understand.

Stick with me, Adam...

And I can show you

what you need to know.

Yeah, mom, I heard you!

Shh, shh, shh.

Let's go.

We should get out of here.

Time to go.

Come on, Adam, let's go.

Why did you do it, Adam?

I don't know.

That's such a cop-out.

Well, what do you want me to say?

It's kinda...

Hard to explain.

What do you care, anyways?

- Why are you mad at me?

- I'm not.

I just...

I'm not, I'm not.

Jamie showed up.

In my closet.

- What?

- I know.

He seems nice enough.

You have to stay away from him, Adam.

Do you hear me?

What if I could help him?

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