No Stranger Than Love Page #5

please, no, no. Dark? Ugh.

I'll be right back.

I'm down in a hole floating and

now they're coming to get me.

Coming to get you?

Who's coming to get you, Clint?

Thugs, Lucy, thugs.

Oh, holy crow, Jesus God, now what?

Thugs?

Granville's thugs. There's only one?

There's only one dark thug?

Who's Granville?

Granville's a bookie, Lucy.

My bookie.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters.

A bookie?

I make a sports bet or two.

No big deal. No big deal.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters but us.

Lucy?

I'll be back soon, Clint.

No, no, no, don't go Lucy. For

God's sakes, the guy's a goon.

This is a nice feature, this seat.

Uh-huh.

Is he mad?

Who?

Your husband.

I don't have a husband.

Please hold still.

So, you're a friend of Clint's?

- You know him?

- Yes.

Yes, we teach at the same school.

He's a teacher?

Gym. Phys-Ed, he's a coach.

What kind of coach?

Football coach.

A football coach.

And what do you teach?

The bleeding stopped.

Thank you.

And what is it that you teach?

Art. Should I drive you home or...

Art? Really?

Yes.

Man.

Man, that's incredible, to be able to teach art.

What's so incredible about it?

Well.

I mean, what is it?

You don't know what art is?

Well, kinda.

But I couldn't put it into words.

I mean, what is it?

And what is it that you do?

What about if you ask me...

How about if you ask me what

is it that I would like to do?

- Look, are you feeling...

- So you have no interest in

knowing what it is that I would like to do?

What is it that you would like to do?

None of your goddamn business.

Um, yeah, I...

I would like to build a stone cottage in the country.

I would like to have maybe five acres.

Yeah.

And I would like to write at least one good poem.

Are you feeling better?

Yeah, let's...

Let's test her out.

Oi.

All right.

Which way are the cliffs?

The cliffs?

The ones they were talking about in the bar.

Hard to describe.

Oh, kind of like art.

Thank you.

You've been very helpful.

I'll walk back.

I'd like to walk back.

Fresh air.

I'm all perked up.

Do you know where you are?

No idea.

Let me know when you figure out what art is.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lu, Lu, Lu...

Lucy!

- Oh, God.

- Lucy?

Clint, it's almost 8:00.

I'm gonna call in sick.

No, no, you can't.

I slept like a log last night.

I feel great! And I've thought it all out.

All right. Everything fits.

- You have to go to school.

- I do?

Yes, yes! If we're both not at school,

people might think something's fishy.

Plus, if you don't go to school,

you can't go to the hardware store for rope.

Forget Willie. All right, after

school, you go to the hardware store

and you buy all the rope that Eddie's got,

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