Lost Boy Page #3

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an absurd playground dedication

and nobody cares about it

except for toddlers

and helicopter parents.

I'm absolutely set on Saturday

except for Stuart.

Hello?

Oh, okay.

Who's Stuart?

Just an incredibly sexy

new way to annoy my mother.

You know what,

I'll meet you out front.

I've gotta grab my car keys.

Okay.

Okay.

She looks familiar.

You don't.

I'm new.

I'm Beth.

She's...?

I thought

you were looking at me.

- I was.

- Hmmm.

Tell me her name, and then I'll

focus my attention on you.

Summer.

Summer.

Hi, Beth.

I don't know. I thought

it would be more casual

to have you over here

instead of going out.

But now I don't know.

No, it's fine.

I'm sorry.

I don't know why

this is so awkward.

I don't either.

I mean,

we've hung out a lot.

I guess before, it was

always about Mitchell...

and now it's about you.

And you.

Get to work!

You startled me.

Can I help you?

Are you okay?

Wait! Wait.

Mom?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, my God, you're here!

You're here!

Oh!

I saw the poster.

You did!

Oh!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Am I doing something wrong?

No.

It's just...

You still really like

those crackers.

Is that why

you're staring at me?

Where were you?

- I can't tell you.

- Of course you can.

It's over.

You're safe now.

You don't know

what you'll think of me.

I'll think whatever happened

to you wasn't your fault.

You can tell me.

Mitchell,

where are you going?

I need to leave.

No, no, no, no.

Please, I'm sorry, okay?

I won't push you.

You don't have to

tell me anything.

Just stay.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Okay.

Maybe we should

call your dad.

Yeah.

Even in these clothes?

Yeah.

This is how

I always pictured it.

You still live

in our home, right?

Yeah.

Take me home.

I remember this.

I remember this!

Look at this.

Do you remember?

Grandma gave us this mirror

when you and Summer were born.

Yeah. The reflection.

We look right, don't we?

We do.

I can't wait to see the rest

of the family-- dad, Summer.

I bet she's beautiful now,

isn't she?

- Yes, she is.

- Is she home?

We don't live together

anymore.

Summer lives with your dad.

And you have

a little brother.

Is his name Mitchell, too?

Oh, no!

His name is Jonathan.

Okay.

He's 8 years old,

and he loves old movies,

and he won't eat fruit

and he hates swimming,

and he always wanted to know

his big brother.

Listen, there's going to

be a lot of changes,

but there's one constant,

and that constant is me.

- Okay?

- Okay, yeah.

Mitchell?

Dad.

Jonathan, maybe not now.

It's okay.

This is Amanda.

Hi.

Hi.

Summer...

This is Jonathan.

Jonathan, this is

your big brother Mitchell.

Mom told me a lot about you.

Did she tell you about me?

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