Passion Fish Page #6

was an amateur tlyer.

He was quite a sportsman,

actually.

His house was once tilled

with his trophies on every wall.

until i was compelled to donate them

to the local museum of natural history.

Their eyes seemed to follow me

from room to room.

They were flyin'

down at the Keys...

tor the bonetishin', I believe,

not the Marlin.

May-Alice's tather was

a great admlrer ot Mr. Hemingway.

He flew everywhere

huntin', tishin'.

- Her mother went along?

- Whither thou goest, I shall go.

At the service,

three people rose...

to comment on what

an excellent pilot my brother was.

Not my drink, I'm atraid.

luilt this myselt.

When I was younger...

photography was Quite

an obsession of mine.

You ever seen the work

of Mr. E.j. Bellocg?

I don't think so.

Well, it's very striking.

Anyhow...

photography remained

an avocation...

not a way ot life.

Improves with age.

My triend jason got his tirst taste

ot tinancial independence...

And it was gone

wlth the proverbial wind.

He inherited money?

The onLy thing jason's in line

to inherlt is a Naugahyde dinette set.

You remember he was

somethin' oF a potter?

Well, he came up

with a scheme...

to manuFacture

homoeRotic delftware.

Go on!

Dinner plates with little Dutch boys

painted in compromisin' positions.

Perversion is rampant

in our society.

You'reetter ott without him.

I keep tellin' myselt that.

I was so sorry to hear about

your attliction, May-Alice.

I always wanted you

to be the one who went Away...

and became Famous

and was always happy.

Now this.

Reeves, it you start to cry,

I'm gonna throw my drink at you.

That's my uncle Reeves.

Isn't he great?

He's real literary.

Reeves has been literary

ever since he was a boy.

Didn't go down real big

in my tamily.

Takes all kinds.

He gave me his camera.

Isn't that sweet?

But you were insane

toward the end...

making up all kinds

of crazy stories...

sleeping with other men on the side,

and then accusing...

- What is this?

- I'm taking them out with us.

- Us?

- us. You and me.

- Out?

- Outside.

uh-uh. I don't like

the sound of this.

You need strength

in your upper body.

Really? Why is that?

Because I'm not takin' you to the potty

every four hours, wipin' your butt.

And pretty soon you're gonna be too weak

to do it tor youRself. How's that?

When was the last time

you were outside?

They used to park us on the root

at the rehab hospital.

You need sun.

Ralsins need sun.

Altalta needs sun.

- Do you swim?

- Not willingly.

Can you swim in this lake?

You mean, with the snakes?

Maybe I can find you a pool.

Let's see what you can do. Here.

That's what I can do.

Now push me back inside.

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