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guy home every night.

Then one boyfriend moved in,

and he took a liking

to me real fast,

so she kicked us out.

He went his way, and I met Skid,

and that's pretty much it.

How come you chose

to take pictures

of lighthouses for your contest?

Well, one day I remembered

that Kevin and I

had planned to do

a road trip one summer

to photograph the

lighthouses of California.

He really liked the idea of the

light guiding people home.

Guess you could say my brother

liked helping people a lot.

How did he die?

Vietnam.

Sh*t, that's awful.

He was a hero,

even won a medal.

Wow.

It's really cool

that you're doing

this lighthouse trip with me.

I think it's really cool, too.

How's the project

going with Vicki?

Okay, I guess.

I got some good shots. Yeah?

Vicki's been helping out a lot.

Eh, Charles, you ask me,

I think she likes you.

She just feels bad for me.

Ah, come on, Charles.

I see how she is with you.

She likes being around you.

I don't know.

Sure.

What grade is she in, anyway?

She didn't tell you?

No. We just talked about

cars and motorcycles.

She works at the truck stop.

What do you mean, "She

works at the truck stop"?

She "works" at the truck stop.

Are you okay with that?

Are you okay with that?

I think so.

I like her.

I like her, too, Charles.

Stay away from him, Charles.

Whoo! Whoo!

It's the gimp.

What's in the bag?

Not your treasured camera?

Oh, no.

Oh, where you going, huh?

Huh?

Who the f*** are you?

Who the f*** are you?

Heh. I'm your worst nightmare.

Heh.

I don't think you know

me very well, do you?

Let's go, Charles. Come on.

Excuse me, girlie.

We ain't done talking to our

friend, Charles, just yet.

Right, boys?

Now why don't you run along

before you get hurt?

Charles is coming with me.

Don't f*** with him again.

I may not be the best shot,

but I usually hit something.

Even if it's small.

That was great.

That would have made

the perfect photo.

You should have done your

project on high school pussies.

Where'd you get the gun?

From Skid.

Heh. Wait. How'd you

get my dad's car?

I asked.

Hey, grab the wheel.

What? Why?

Grab the wheel.

You can't drive a convertible

and not stand and feel

the wind in your hair!

Whoo!

Wow.

Okay, it's your turn.

Me?

Yeah. Come on.

Stand up.

- You can do it.

- All right.

Yeah!

- Raise your arms.

- I can't.

Yeah, you can.

Ahh!

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

How long have you lived here?

Like six months now.

Skid set me up here.

Mm, he likes to know

where he can find me.

Who are they?

Those are my little sisters.

Cute.

Yeah.

Whoa.

I'm... I'm so sorry.

I didn't... I don't know

what I'm doing anymore.

Community college is

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